I never said I didn't want to become a monk because they're wimpy, heh. I'm not really interested in the religious angle.
Uzumaki Quest (Naruto AU)
- Thread starter jukebot
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Roth963
If I become inactive with this massage, I died
This isn't like a worshiping god kind of religion, it is more a way of life and philosophy.
- Location
- Under an old tree
Argh, I really like all of these choices !
[X] Himself: He talks about himself, his duty, and his faith.
[X] Survival: He teaches you the basics about how to survive alone in the wilderness, how to start a fire, and how to find shelter.
I'm interested in what this guy is about, but I also want us to be reasonably independant ?
Hopefully chakra and knives can come later...?
Thanks for the chapter !
[X] Himself: He talks about himself, his duty, and his faith.
[X] Survival: He teaches you the basics about how to survive alone in the wilderness, how to start a fire, and how to find shelter.
I'm interested in what this guy is about, but I also want us to be reasonably independant ?
Hopefully chakra and knives can come later...?
Thanks for the chapter !
- Location
- United States
[X] Chakra: He teaches you about the existence of the inner energy within everyone, chakra. He thinks the most important part of that for you is not using it, but sensing other's chakra.
[X] Survival: He teaches you the basics about how to survive alone in the wilderness, how to start a fire, and how to find shelter.
[X] Survival: He teaches you the basics about how to survive alone in the wilderness, how to start a fire, and how to find shelter.
- Location
- France
[X] Survival: He teaches you the basics about how to survive alone in the wilderness, how to start a fire, and how to find shelter..
Roth963
If I become inactive with this massage, I died
You can pick two.
[X] Knives: He teaches you about the correct ways to use a knife. Particularly in combat.
[X] Survival: He teaches you the basics about how to survive alone in the wilderness, how to start a fire, and how to find shelter.
[X] Survival: He teaches you the basics about how to survive alone in the wilderness, how to start a fire, and how to find shelter.
Kinruush
Who?
- Location
- USA
[X] Chakra: He teaches you about the existence of the inner energy within everyone, chakra. He thinks the most important part of that for you is not using it, but sensing other's chakra.
[X] Survival: He teaches you the basics about how to survive alone in the wilderness, how to start a fire, and how to find shelter.
[X] Survival: He teaches you the basics about how to survive alone in the wilderness, how to start a fire, and how to find shelter.
- Location
- United States
[X] Himself: He talks about himself, his duty, and his faith.
[X] Survival: He teaches you the basics about how to survive alone in the wilderness, how to start a fire, and how to find shelter.
[X] Survival: He teaches you the basics about how to survive alone in the wilderness, how to start a fire, and how to find shelter.
Ranboku-Shi, City of the Heart (Chapter 4)
[X] Survival
[X] Chakra
You and the teen walk down the trail for several days together. In that time, he takes it upon himself to continue teaching you. The first night, he shows you how to make shelter. He takes you off the trail and into the forest.
He shows you how to find and build a temporary shelter. To find fallen branches and dead leaves and set them up into a lean-to, to prop it up on a dead tree. To find somewhere where the trees stand tall, with their leaves spread wide and thick so that rain won't fall on you.
"It's better to use crafted materials for a shelter, if you have them." He explains. "Large pieces of fabric can be reused multiple times. You can use your clothes for them, if you have more layers or you have other ways around the cold." He lends you his jacket to construct a shelter with. He didn't have a shirt on underneath.
You go to sleep under a shelter of your own making.
The next day, you tear apart the shelter to remove traces of yourself, and get back on the trail. The sun is rising in the sky and clouds threaten to smother its light completely, a clear forecast of rain on the horizon.
An hour into the walk, the teen starts to talk. "Chakra is an energy within all humans. It is the combination of the body's energy and the heart's energy. Through training, anyone can use their chakra. The results of their training will rely on their inherent potential, and the strength of their will."
"Chakra is the energy that shinobi use, as well as monks and samurai. Through chakra, they elevate themselves above the average people of the world. No civilian is able to take down a shinobi."
He lets those words sit in the air. If you had had chakra, could you have saved kaasan?
"The first step to using chakra is finding it within yourself. You have lived with your own chakra beneath your skin your entire life. You don't know what the feeling of chakra is because it's all you've ever known. Instead, focus on my body. I will be running chakra through my hands randomly. Try and pick out those moments."
You stare at his hands for the rest of the day, trying to feel those moments of chakra. You think you pick it up, a couple times, a burning heat that you can feel distantly from his direction. But it could have just been the sun.
You don't stop until the sun is well on its way down the horizon, its yellow glow turning orange as the night sky rises opposite to it. You and the teen peel off the trail and walk to a small river, wider, deeper, and rushing by in peels of white as it breaks upon the rocks.
"Fishing in rivers can be significantly harder than in streams. Catch five fish."
You squat along the side of the river with your knife held in hand. The first fish flashes by you, the river carrying it much faster than the stream would have.
"Patience," he says. He didn't need to, you would have remembered anyways.
You hit the first fish you lunge at, and you set it next to you carefully. You let four more fish pass you by until you lunge again, and miss. It disappeared under a spray of white water before you thrust, and you miscalculated.
You wait longer before lunging again, landing a perfect strike to the head. Landing a perfect head blow makes up for missing the previous lunge, you think. You let even more fish pass you by before going for the fourth, fifth, and sixth kills, and each time, you land a kill. You stand up proudly, looking at the teen. His smile is warm, even if his voice is cold.
"Now, we will set up a fire to properly cook your catches." He shows you how to pull up dry branches in the leafy debris of the forest floor, the branches that are brown and crooked, thin and long, and other branches, wide and thick, and some small kindling, tiny, flaky and easily broken.
He builds a tall square of sticks, overlapping one after the other with all the sticks that you have found. He clears a large area around his pile of tinder, a good three feet of dead ground on all sids to prevent the fire from spreading out. He pulls a knife from his pockets, this one different from the one he showed before.
"You need to find a good fire-starting rock. A good fire starting rock is one that is hard and strong, that your knife will cut against and not easily mark. The best option is flint." He pulls a jagged piece of flint from one of his pockets. "This was obtained in a marketplace. Good fire-starting rocks can be hard to find here. If you need to find one, either dig through the forest floor, or find a cave or cliff-face."
He throws you both the knife and the piece of flint in a casual underhand. "Strike the knife against the flint. Hold the flint in the direction of tinder. It will take multiple tries."
It does take multiple tries. You strike the flint a total of seventeen times. You count each and every try. Eventually though, a spark catches the tinder on fire, and in a short time, the whole pile is alight.
You and the teen gut the fish now, remove their scales, and skewer them on long branches you found in the undergrowth. You cook the fish over the fire, turning them this way and that to keep an even distribution of heat.
The roasted fish is one of the best things you'd ever eaten.
When you're finished eating, the teen speaks up. "Watch me carefully, and try to reach out with your senses."
He moves his hands into strange formations, slowly and carefully. "Sution: Purified Water Stream." He spits out a stream of clear water, dousing the fire instantly. That time, you felt something, well and truly. The energy he brought through his hands and mouth.
He smiles and bows. "My student, it was my pleasure to be your teacher."
The next day, he continues his exercises in your chakra sensing. "Training in chakra can take a long time. It is important that you pick fights you can win. If you can sense others' chakra, you'll be able to understand at what level of chakra training they are in."
He cycles his chakra through his hands for different amounts of time throughout the day. Sometimes for a flash so quick you never notice it, sometimes he holds the chakra for over a minute. You focus so hard on his hands that you trip and fall several times throughout the day, but you catch him cycling his chakra at least a third of the time.
When you stop that night, he has you do all the little steps, catching the food on your own, setting up the fire, cooking the food, and setting up the shelter.
"You don't need ninjutsu to get rid of a fire, my student. When a fire is small like this, you can smother it with dirt or your feet." You give him a look at putting your bare feet into the fire. "It'll build pain tolerance," he says, a smile stretching across his face yet his voice only a note higher than before. He takes off his own sandals and stomps the fire to nothingness in front of your eyes.
The routine continues for the next few days, walking with him for miles as you focus on his cycling of chakra, and you provide all the food and shelter. He lectures you on the various animals that roam Water Country, and how to treat each one. As you walk, the mist gets thinner and thinner until it's like it's almost not there at all. On the fifth day of walking, the small trail you'd been following until that point meets up with a wide, dirt road that's flanked with small stones.
"This road leads to Ranboku-shi, the largest port city north of Kirigakure," the teen says. "We'll reach it within the day. Once we reach Ranboku-shi, I'll leave for my temple."
He looks at you. "Ranboku-shi will be like nothing you've ever seen."
He's not wrong. When the skyline of Ranboku-shi breaks past the horizon, you are stunned by its sheer size. It stretches across the horizon like a bloated, fat hog, hundreds of times larger than you could imagine Senki-Mura. You can see the ocean just past it, a line of hazy blue that seems flat with how far away you are from it. You can see at least two dozen ships sitting idly in the harbor. You can see buildings that stretch taller than Shicho's house, for, or maybe even five stories tall, decorated with beautiful symbols. You can see a long road crowded by stalls bustling with people. You can see vast stretches of ramshackle wooden houses crowding the east side of the city, and you can track the path two rivers take through Ranboku-shi, cutting windy paths through the masses of buildings. There are patches of greenery even in the depths of the city, small forests swallowed on all sides by roads and buildings.
It takes half an hour of walking to cross the remaining distance to Ranboku-Shi. A tall white-painted gate greets you, with two shirtless monks, with the same blood red prayer beads, holding tall pointed spears guarding it. The gate is strange, for it stands alone, with no wall around it.
"Greetings, brother Kaeru," the left one says. "Did your journey bear fruit?"
"Greetings, brother Maguro," replies the teen, apparently Kaeru. "I was graced with bountiful harvest. Will your heart grant us passage?"
"You are always welcome within our walls. We pray your companion, too, shall find light within our walls." Both the guards push open the doors with their free hand, letting you through.
You walk past a dozen similarly white painted buildings before Kaeru stops you.
"My student," he begins. "It was my pleasure to be your teacher. I must leave now, to return to the Temple of the Heart, which lays upon Arashi Mountain." He gestures behind him, where a tall mountain towers on the west side of the city. "You will remain my student, even though we will now be separated. If you ever need to seek my guidance once again, I," he chokes on his words slightly. "I will grant you passage into the Temple of the Heart."
Kaeru shoves a small sack into your hands. "This is my gift to you as a teacher for your accomplishments under me. I pray that you find the light within your heart without me." The sack is heavy with what feels like small pieces of metal.
Kaeru bows to you one last time, long and deep, and then he's gone, leaving you alone in Ranboku-shi.
What do you do?
[ ] Go to the docks: The ocean in all of its glory lies just alongside the docks at the edge of Ranboku-shi. You've never seen anything as huge as it before, and it must be far larger than even Ranboku-shi. The ships that rest in the docks fascinate you as well. Where do they even go?
[ ] Go to the tall buildings: You can see the cluster of tall buildings peeking up even from where you stand at the city's edge. What type of people need buildings that tall? They'd tower even over the self-important Shicho's house.
[ ] Follow Kaeru: He's not going to get rid of you that easily. You'll follow him to his temple and learn more about the secrets of chakra from him, to become strong. He's a monk, like the stories Yua-obaachan told you, so there must be someone there who leads him, like the Uzukage lead kaasan.
[ ] Write-in
[X] Chakra
You and the teen walk down the trail for several days together. In that time, he takes it upon himself to continue teaching you. The first night, he shows you how to make shelter. He takes you off the trail and into the forest.
He shows you how to find and build a temporary shelter. To find fallen branches and dead leaves and set them up into a lean-to, to prop it up on a dead tree. To find somewhere where the trees stand tall, with their leaves spread wide and thick so that rain won't fall on you.
"It's better to use crafted materials for a shelter, if you have them." He explains. "Large pieces of fabric can be reused multiple times. You can use your clothes for them, if you have more layers or you have other ways around the cold." He lends you his jacket to construct a shelter with. He didn't have a shirt on underneath.
You go to sleep under a shelter of your own making.
The next day, you tear apart the shelter to remove traces of yourself, and get back on the trail. The sun is rising in the sky and clouds threaten to smother its light completely, a clear forecast of rain on the horizon.
An hour into the walk, the teen starts to talk. "Chakra is an energy within all humans. It is the combination of the body's energy and the heart's energy. Through training, anyone can use their chakra. The results of their training will rely on their inherent potential, and the strength of their will."
"Chakra is the energy that shinobi use, as well as monks and samurai. Through chakra, they elevate themselves above the average people of the world. No civilian is able to take down a shinobi."
He lets those words sit in the air. If you had had chakra, could you have saved kaasan?
"The first step to using chakra is finding it within yourself. You have lived with your own chakra beneath your skin your entire life. You don't know what the feeling of chakra is because it's all you've ever known. Instead, focus on my body. I will be running chakra through my hands randomly. Try and pick out those moments."
You stare at his hands for the rest of the day, trying to feel those moments of chakra. You think you pick it up, a couple times, a burning heat that you can feel distantly from his direction. But it could have just been the sun.
You don't stop until the sun is well on its way down the horizon, its yellow glow turning orange as the night sky rises opposite to it. You and the teen peel off the trail and walk to a small river, wider, deeper, and rushing by in peels of white as it breaks upon the rocks.
"Fishing in rivers can be significantly harder than in streams. Catch five fish."
You squat along the side of the river with your knife held in hand. The first fish flashes by you, the river carrying it much faster than the stream would have.
"Patience," he says. He didn't need to, you would have remembered anyways.
You hit the first fish you lunge at, and you set it next to you carefully. You let four more fish pass you by until you lunge again, and miss. It disappeared under a spray of white water before you thrust, and you miscalculated.
You wait longer before lunging again, landing a perfect strike to the head. Landing a perfect head blow makes up for missing the previous lunge, you think. You let even more fish pass you by before going for the fourth, fifth, and sixth kills, and each time, you land a kill. You stand up proudly, looking at the teen. His smile is warm, even if his voice is cold.
"Now, we will set up a fire to properly cook your catches." He shows you how to pull up dry branches in the leafy debris of the forest floor, the branches that are brown and crooked, thin and long, and other branches, wide and thick, and some small kindling, tiny, flaky and easily broken.
He builds a tall square of sticks, overlapping one after the other with all the sticks that you have found. He clears a large area around his pile of tinder, a good three feet of dead ground on all sids to prevent the fire from spreading out. He pulls a knife from his pockets, this one different from the one he showed before.
"You need to find a good fire-starting rock. A good fire starting rock is one that is hard and strong, that your knife will cut against and not easily mark. The best option is flint." He pulls a jagged piece of flint from one of his pockets. "This was obtained in a marketplace. Good fire-starting rocks can be hard to find here. If you need to find one, either dig through the forest floor, or find a cave or cliff-face."
He throws you both the knife and the piece of flint in a casual underhand. "Strike the knife against the flint. Hold the flint in the direction of tinder. It will take multiple tries."
It does take multiple tries. You strike the flint a total of seventeen times. You count each and every try. Eventually though, a spark catches the tinder on fire, and in a short time, the whole pile is alight.
You and the teen gut the fish now, remove their scales, and skewer them on long branches you found in the undergrowth. You cook the fish over the fire, turning them this way and that to keep an even distribution of heat.
The roasted fish is one of the best things you'd ever eaten.
When you're finished eating, the teen speaks up. "Watch me carefully, and try to reach out with your senses."
He moves his hands into strange formations, slowly and carefully. "Sution: Purified Water Stream." He spits out a stream of clear water, dousing the fire instantly. That time, you felt something, well and truly. The energy he brought through his hands and mouth.
He smiles and bows. "My student, it was my pleasure to be your teacher."
The next day, he continues his exercises in your chakra sensing. "Training in chakra can take a long time. It is important that you pick fights you can win. If you can sense others' chakra, you'll be able to understand at what level of chakra training they are in."
He cycles his chakra through his hands for different amounts of time throughout the day. Sometimes for a flash so quick you never notice it, sometimes he holds the chakra for over a minute. You focus so hard on his hands that you trip and fall several times throughout the day, but you catch him cycling his chakra at least a third of the time.
When you stop that night, he has you do all the little steps, catching the food on your own, setting up the fire, cooking the food, and setting up the shelter.
"You don't need ninjutsu to get rid of a fire, my student. When a fire is small like this, you can smother it with dirt or your feet." You give him a look at putting your bare feet into the fire. "It'll build pain tolerance," he says, a smile stretching across his face yet his voice only a note higher than before. He takes off his own sandals and stomps the fire to nothingness in front of your eyes.
The routine continues for the next few days, walking with him for miles as you focus on his cycling of chakra, and you provide all the food and shelter. He lectures you on the various animals that roam Water Country, and how to treat each one. As you walk, the mist gets thinner and thinner until it's like it's almost not there at all. On the fifth day of walking, the small trail you'd been following until that point meets up with a wide, dirt road that's flanked with small stones.
"This road leads to Ranboku-shi, the largest port city north of Kirigakure," the teen says. "We'll reach it within the day. Once we reach Ranboku-shi, I'll leave for my temple."
He looks at you. "Ranboku-shi will be like nothing you've ever seen."
He's not wrong. When the skyline of Ranboku-shi breaks past the horizon, you are stunned by its sheer size. It stretches across the horizon like a bloated, fat hog, hundreds of times larger than you could imagine Senki-Mura. You can see the ocean just past it, a line of hazy blue that seems flat with how far away you are from it. You can see at least two dozen ships sitting idly in the harbor. You can see buildings that stretch taller than Shicho's house, for, or maybe even five stories tall, decorated with beautiful symbols. You can see a long road crowded by stalls bustling with people. You can see vast stretches of ramshackle wooden houses crowding the east side of the city, and you can track the path two rivers take through Ranboku-shi, cutting windy paths through the masses of buildings. There are patches of greenery even in the depths of the city, small forests swallowed on all sides by roads and buildings.
It takes half an hour of walking to cross the remaining distance to Ranboku-Shi. A tall white-painted gate greets you, with two shirtless monks, with the same blood red prayer beads, holding tall pointed spears guarding it. The gate is strange, for it stands alone, with no wall around it.
"Greetings, brother Kaeru," the left one says. "Did your journey bear fruit?"
"Greetings, brother Maguro," replies the teen, apparently Kaeru. "I was graced with bountiful harvest. Will your heart grant us passage?"
"You are always welcome within our walls. We pray your companion, too, shall find light within our walls." Both the guards push open the doors with their free hand, letting you through.
You walk past a dozen similarly white painted buildings before Kaeru stops you.
"My student," he begins. "It was my pleasure to be your teacher. I must leave now, to return to the Temple of the Heart, which lays upon Arashi Mountain." He gestures behind him, where a tall mountain towers on the west side of the city. "You will remain my student, even though we will now be separated. If you ever need to seek my guidance once again, I," he chokes on his words slightly. "I will grant you passage into the Temple of the Heart."
Kaeru shoves a small sack into your hands. "This is my gift to you as a teacher for your accomplishments under me. I pray that you find the light within your heart without me." The sack is heavy with what feels like small pieces of metal.
Kaeru bows to you one last time, long and deep, and then he's gone, leaving you alone in Ranboku-shi.
What do you do?
[ ] Go to the docks: The ocean in all of its glory lies just alongside the docks at the edge of Ranboku-shi. You've never seen anything as huge as it before, and it must be far larger than even Ranboku-shi. The ships that rest in the docks fascinate you as well. Where do they even go?
[ ] Go to the tall buildings: You can see the cluster of tall buildings peeking up even from where you stand at the city's edge. What type of people need buildings that tall? They'd tower even over the self-important Shicho's house.
[ ] Follow Kaeru: He's not going to get rid of you that easily. You'll follow him to his temple and learn more about the secrets of chakra from him, to become strong. He's a monk, like the stories Yua-obaachan told you, so there must be someone there who leads him, like the Uzukage lead kaasan.
[ ] Write-in
Chakra Sensing +50, up to E- (50/100 XP)
Bukijutsu +15 (40/50 XP)
Survival +300, up to D(300/600 XP)
I've added some description on how the ranking system works on the character sheet. Also going to start trying the open voting functionality.
Bukijutsu +15 (40/50 XP)
Survival +300, up to D(300/600 XP)
I've added some description on how the ranking system works on the character sheet. Also going to start trying the open voting functionality.
[x] Go to the tall buildings: You can see the cluster of tall buildings peeking up even from where you stand at the city's edge. What type of people need buildings that tall? They'd tower even over the self-important Shicho's house.
[X] Go to the docks: The ocean in all of its glory lies just alongside the docks at the edge of Ranboku-shi. You've never seen anything as huge as it before, and it must be far larger than even Ranboku-shi. The ships that rest in the docks fascinate you as well. Where do they even go?
[X] Go to the docks: The ocean in all of its glory lies just alongside the docks at the edge of Ranboku-shi. You've never seen anything as huge as it before, and it must be far larger than even Ranboku-shi. The ships that rest in the docks fascinate you as well. Where do they even go?
- Location
- France
[X] Go to the docks: The ocean in all of its glory lies just alongside the docks at the edge of Ranboku-shi. You've never seen anything as huge as it before, and it must be far larger than even Ranboku-shi. The ships that rest in the docks fascinate you as well. Where do they even go?
- Location
- US of A
[X] Go to the docks: The ocean in all of its glory lies just alongside the docks at the edge of Ranboku-shi. You've never seen anything as huge as it before, and it must be far larger than even Ranboku-shi. The ships that rest in the docks fascinate you as well. Where do they even go?
- Location
- Under an old tree
[X] Go to the docks: The ocean in all of its glory lies just alongside the docks at the edge of Ranboku-shi. You've never seen anything as huge as it before, and it must be far larger than even Ranboku-shi. The ships that rest in the docks fascinate you as well. Where do they even go?
Could it be... A Pirate's life for me ?
Thanks for the chapter !
Could it be... A Pirate's life for me ?
Thanks for the chapter !
- Location
- Space
[X] Follow Kaeru: He's not going to get rid of you that easily. You'll follow him to his temple and learn more about the secrets of chakra from him, to become strong. He's a monk, like the stories Yua-obaachan told you, so there must be someone there who leads him, like the Uzukage lead kaasan.
- Location
- Nowhere and Everywhere
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] Go to the docks: The ocean in all of its glory lies just alongside the docks at the edge of Ranboku-shi. You've never seen anything as huge as it before, and it must be far larger than even Ranboku-shi. The ships that rest in the docks fascinate you as well. Where do they even go?
Roth963
If I become inactive with this massage, I died
[X] Follow Kaeru: He's not going to get rid of you that easily. You'll follow him to his temple and learn more about the secrets of chakra from him, to become strong. He's a monk, like the stories Yua-obaachan told you, so there must be someone there who leads him, like the Uzukage lead kaasan.