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In a secret hideout out in the mountain's graveyard located at the north-most region of land between Takigakure and Otogakure, among its thick forest and decade's old bone of beasts lies a moss and undergrowth covered bunker like building of cracked brick and mortar, there hides a man, a dangerous, bloodthisty, inhuman & and ruthless man more akin to a beast. A man who betrayed and killed his own kin, Kurosawa Sanjuumaru host for the vicious one-eyed centipede ganjuu. And.....while it is not completly untrue, it was far from the full truth, in the past he had killed men, children, women, decimated familes and bathed in rivers of blood....he was not that man anymore, it was true his father died, but only becuse his failure to control the eyed beast within him in a moment of weakness, allowing the vile creature to kill his father, soon after his mother had died of grief.
"It was still my fault...my weakness, another burden, another soul i must carry for as long as i live...." Senjuumaru muttered to himself bitterly sitting at a stone table eroded into shape by acid, he was wrapping fresh bandages around his arms, looks at them tiredly, wet drips trinkling down at the table audibly, shuts his eyes tightly before opening them again staring at his own arms seeing them soaked and dripping with blood allthough only through his eyes as a normal person would see his pale skin completly spotless. Finishes tightly wrapping his now trembling hands.
"Fuck...i need a smoke...." irritatedly looks through the pockets of his flak-jacket, eventually finding a rather wrinkled and scrunged up packet of cigarettes. "Is these the last ones? Dammit....this hideout is good for avoiding people trying to find me and so far away that i won't hurt anyone even if i happen to loose control but getting provisions are a pain..." Sighs and flicks the package letting a cigarette slide out into his hand, pulls out a lighter and ignites the cigarette and taking a deep breath before exhaling a puff of smoke, sinking back in the home made "chair" also carved and eroded out of stone. "Haaaah....."
Senjuumaru's body tensed up slightly as the "Merchant" pulled out the scroll and with a poof smoke gushes out. Narrows his eyes while still holding the cigarette in between his fingers, blinks as he sees the wooden market stall appear. "Well...i'll be damned...maybe i'll take a look then..." starts slowly walking forward but stops as the strange kirigakure ninja talks. "Your far from home kiddo, leave, there's nothing for you here in this wilderness...." Talks in a cold, humorless, dry tone. Raises an eyebrow turnkng towards him.
"Swords? This place was a battlefield, a very, very long time ago-" takes a puff of the cigarette. "Puuuh...kunai's and shurikens are one thing, they usually not valuable enough to pick up after the battle but swords are precious and hard to forge so rhey would probably been picked up, and even then, metal object left behind is probably rusted and unusable by now so any ambitions of getting a proper sword from this place is foolish..." Puffs out another cloud of smoke from the corner of his mouth.
Sees the "merchant" tty to scare and trick the Kirigakure brat and rolls his eyes unamused. Finishes the last little nub of his cigarette before dropping it to the ground and stepping on it exstinguidhing it. "Ignore that joker kiddo"