by Genkumaru Fri May 15, 2020 12:17 pmThe sun had poured down on the early mornings travels like a rushing waterfall, raising the ambient temperature to a very uncomfortable sweltering point. An avian cacophony of chirps and calls echoed throughout the valley that laid beside Nikkousato, the ever rushing northern river adding to the dulcet tones that filled the morning air with a vibrancy not typically seen in the scorched lands. For a moment, it seemed life life was rampant and ever present. Along the northern running rivers bank a small beach had formed and It was here that Genkumaru's home lay. It was definitely a work of love and labor over several years, its atypical clay and wood construction lending to a very unique outward appearance as it was octagonal in shape with a steeped roof lending to a more walled gazebo like appearance then a normal sun village home. Its walls were painted a deep cerulean blue with red accents and shale colored shingles.
A large rosewood door framed the only entrance into the home, its iron accents beautiful and functional. Two windows, one on the first level, and the other near the top of the steeple somewhere on the second levels loft. Its oriental make gave credence to a temple like feel when observing it. Inside was a very standard home design, smoothed stone flooring, an open fire pit cooking station laid dead center in the room, with a sink and cabinet system on the wall with the window, sitting pillows stacked neatly in one of the far corners, and a wooden man post laid under the loft used for training. At the rear of the home was a ladder that led up to the loft levels sleeping area, its design comfortable but very simplistic or rustic like the rest of the home.
As the mornings light filtered in through his window, Genkumaru lifted his well built frame out of bed and vaulted downwards into his living area. Stretching to wake up he practiced some of the more basic yoga movements Kannagi had begun instructed him in. Once he was limber and alert, the large juggernaut of a man dressed himself in his usual garb, however he left his shirt and flak jacket open, as the day was getting ever hotter; decency only goes so far versus comfort. Filling his canteen with water and preparing his bag, he left his modest home and waited outside for Kannagi to meet up with him, they had received a mission to inspect the nature of gemstones that had been found in the Bloodstained mire recently, and he was excited to be off.
A large rosewood door framed the only entrance into the home, its iron accents beautiful and functional. Two windows, one on the first level, and the other near the top of the steeple somewhere on the second levels loft. Its oriental make gave credence to a temple like feel when observing it. Inside was a very standard home design, smoothed stone flooring, an open fire pit cooking station laid dead center in the room, with a sink and cabinet system on the wall with the window, sitting pillows stacked neatly in one of the far corners, and a wooden man post laid under the loft used for training. At the rear of the home was a ladder that led up to the loft levels sleeping area, its design comfortable but very simplistic or rustic like the rest of the home.
As the mornings light filtered in through his window, Genkumaru lifted his well built frame out of bed and vaulted downwards into his living area. Stretching to wake up he practiced some of the more basic yoga movements Kannagi had begun instructed him in. Once he was limber and alert, the large juggernaut of a man dressed himself in his usual garb, however he left his shirt and flak jacket open, as the day was getting ever hotter; decency only goes so far versus comfort. Filling his canteen with water and preparing his bag, he left his modest home and waited outside for Kannagi to meet up with him, they had received a mission to inspect the nature of gemstones that had been found in the Bloodstained mire recently, and he was excited to be off.
