"Easy!"
Shouted the young captain as the brig scraped against the docking area, the ship coming to a rough halt. Natsuru was well awake at eight in the morning. Those who knew her understood she was not much of a morning person. However given a new sense of danger or important task she was capable of breaking out of her comfort zone. Having slipped out of the village to seek adventure was her goal. Part of what she was doing felt dangerous, and that's what drove her to continue. Natsuru wears black sandals which cover both feet securely and tightly providing comfort and protection. This is matched with a pair of dark gray steel shin guards. The shin guards covered the tops of her feet all the way up to her lower knees. This was matched with a pair of black stockings which covered her feet and extended above her knees. Although made from cloth they were somewhat thick and provided minor protection. Natsuru wears black undergarments which are concealed by a loose pain of black pants with the bottoms wrapped in white bandage. Attached on the belt is a dark gray lacquered scabbard sized for a tanto. Another black belt is worn around her waist which serves to hold her quiver located around her back side. This belt is accompanied with a hip pouch above her rear and a katana on her left side, the scabbard design mimicking that of the tanto.
A mesh, sleeveless undershirt covered her body as a set of riveted mail is worn over the undershirt. As her primary top she wears a simple long sleeve black shirt being a bit loose just like her pants. On both hands Natsuru wears a pair of long fingerless gloves which extends just below her elbows made with the same material of cloth and quality as her stockings. These are backed by a pair of soft leather arm guards protecting her forearm and back hand leaving a small soft part on her wrist still allowing flexibility. Her bow is worn across her chest with the front of the bow across her chest and the string running across her back, the natural properties of the bow clinging itself to her body. Over her torso is a black cloak that extended down to the backs of her knees with a down hood, the mantel thick and well-insulated keeping the majority of her appearance concealed.
Natsuru has very fair skin with an almost ink-like navy blue hair, which matches her eyes in the same regards. These features are mostly hidden by the raise hood of her cloak and a face mask covering from her down and down. Standing at 5'11 she has a very slender frame which maximizes her role as an archer giving her a statuesque vibe. Due to the choice of clothing worn she could easily be mistaken for a male actor given her height and the majority of her feminine features being concealed.
She was on the deck after leaving the lower level, the air heavy and air frigid. It was autumn, which meant the temperature was dropping. The moisture and powerful gales from the sea made everything much more chilling, yet within this environment was a sense of beauty. A thick fog was persistent cloaking the majority of the once colorful atmosphere in gray and silhouettes. It was alluring to say the least.
Natsuru passed along the dock deftly snagging an apple from one of the open crates dealing in goods. They won't be missing this... She self-motivated, pulling her mask down with her free hand while taking a bite. She kept her appearance as concealed as she could, keeping her head down and letting the natural shroud of the cloak make her a stranger. She would eat the apple while she disappeared in the fog. Her tracking abilities were on point. Finding a village to visit would be no problem to her.
[Exit -> Searching for Kirigakure. 0/7 days.]
Shouted the young captain as the brig scraped against the docking area, the ship coming to a rough halt. Natsuru was well awake at eight in the morning. Those who knew her understood she was not much of a morning person. However given a new sense of danger or important task she was capable of breaking out of her comfort zone. Having slipped out of the village to seek adventure was her goal. Part of what she was doing felt dangerous, and that's what drove her to continue. Natsuru wears black sandals which cover both feet securely and tightly providing comfort and protection. This is matched with a pair of dark gray steel shin guards. The shin guards covered the tops of her feet all the way up to her lower knees. This was matched with a pair of black stockings which covered her feet and extended above her knees. Although made from cloth they were somewhat thick and provided minor protection. Natsuru wears black undergarments which are concealed by a loose pain of black pants with the bottoms wrapped in white bandage. Attached on the belt is a dark gray lacquered scabbard sized for a tanto. Another black belt is worn around her waist which serves to hold her quiver located around her back side. This belt is accompanied with a hip pouch above her rear and a katana on her left side, the scabbard design mimicking that of the tanto.
A mesh, sleeveless undershirt covered her body as a set of riveted mail is worn over the undershirt. As her primary top she wears a simple long sleeve black shirt being a bit loose just like her pants. On both hands Natsuru wears a pair of long fingerless gloves which extends just below her elbows made with the same material of cloth and quality as her stockings. These are backed by a pair of soft leather arm guards protecting her forearm and back hand leaving a small soft part on her wrist still allowing flexibility. Her bow is worn across her chest with the front of the bow across her chest and the string running across her back, the natural properties of the bow clinging itself to her body. Over her torso is a black cloak that extended down to the backs of her knees with a down hood, the mantel thick and well-insulated keeping the majority of her appearance concealed.
Natsuru has very fair skin with an almost ink-like navy blue hair, which matches her eyes in the same regards. These features are mostly hidden by the raise hood of her cloak and a face mask covering from her down and down. Standing at 5'11 she has a very slender frame which maximizes her role as an archer giving her a statuesque vibe. Due to the choice of clothing worn she could easily be mistaken for a male actor given her height and the majority of her feminine features being concealed.
She was on the deck after leaving the lower level, the air heavy and air frigid. It was autumn, which meant the temperature was dropping. The moisture and powerful gales from the sea made everything much more chilling, yet within this environment was a sense of beauty. A thick fog was persistent cloaking the majority of the once colorful atmosphere in gray and silhouettes. It was alluring to say the least.
Natsuru passed along the dock deftly snagging an apple from one of the open crates dealing in goods. They won't be missing this... She self-motivated, pulling her mask down with her free hand while taking a bite. She kept her appearance as concealed as she could, keeping her head down and letting the natural shroud of the cloak make her a stranger. She would eat the apple while she disappeared in the fog. Her tracking abilities were on point. Finding a village to visit would be no problem to her.
[Exit -> Searching for Kirigakure. 0/7 days.]
