long journey

[Seishiro Minamoto]

The desert was very cool at this time because it was night; the sky was dark blue, the wind blow lightly and the sand was about soft and cool. At was a great time to travel across the desert, which is what Seishiro had decided to do. He wore a white cloak and had the hood over his face. His blades were hidden by the cloak, as did the rest of his body. The only part of him that could be noticed his the front of his hair that was slightly out from the hood. He walked a steady pace and hummed a song known to his village. The only time when he hummed to himself was when he was a bit home sick, he hasn't seen his village in a while and still wonders if it's still standing but. There are times where a voice tell him that they are all dead now, but he refuses to believe and continue his journey. All his people are counting on him to conquer his conquest for power, which he will do.

“I wonder if I’ll see anyone else in this desert”

He had gotten some words from a guy at a near market place saying that there are bandits at this time of night and that they will kill on contact, he was also told that they don’t speak with their mouths, only their blades. Seishiro wasn’t looking for a fight, but if it came down to it he’d draw is blade in defense and maybe kill them if he knows they’ll harm others crossing the desert.

[Kafuji, Dock]

" Ahhh....A fresh night in the desert! "

He sat on the ground staring at the stars, admiring how beautiful the sky was. He heard a small amount of movement around him but he figured it was a few foxes. Soon though he heard a whistling sound and got up in an instant a knife landed near his foot. " Ambush! " He muttered assuming his fighting stance staring into the darkness. He made a Ki ball in his hand and through it in the sky, illuminating the area allowing him to see a few sillohouttes in the distance. He flung his body at one infront of him,kicking it in the chest. He heard a loud grunt and something fall to the floor, yet one more whistling sound was heard and he was cut on the arm by another knife. " Darn that stung.." He calmly thought.

[Seishiro Minamoto]

As the young samurai continued to hum his song, he heard noises of a brawl near by. He had a feeling it would be the bandits harming someone. Quickening his space, his walking speed went up a bit not to the point of jogging; he was still walking for caution reason. The warrior soon got into view where he saw a young warrior fighting against multiple enemies. Seishiro was still humming which should get these people attention. He still had his white cloak on so he was noticeable to all of them but his face was not revealed same as his weapons, everything was still concealed. He stood there in a emotionless stance not moving a muscle, he heads direction was just straight forward, to where his eyes were looking at was unknown. Suddenly stop the humming and paused for a good ten seconds to further cause tension among the bandits.

"Why do you all fight one person? This is dishonorable.....but then again you are all just bastard bandits. You will all suffer...."

He then began to make a slow pace towards them. Some of the bandits didn't no what to do, but one of them was pissed off and soon charged him with two short swords in hand. The bandit came crashing both blades at him crossing over each other like an X. with quick haste, the robed boy invaded from the bandits right hand side and stab him directly in the stomach with his sword and sheathed before the bandits could even tell what he attack their fellow ally with. The bandit soon dropped to the ground screaming and vomiting as blood flowed from his body. The robed warrior then drew his katana and held it tightly in his right hand having the tip touching the sand

"Prepare yourself! You now face two opponents"

The odds had now change now that Seishiro had shown up, he has no idea what this red haired fighter was capable of, but he would assist him in this battle and eliminate these foes