It had been a while since last Zurui walked the streets of his home village. There was a time when he hardly ever saw beyond the walls, but lately, it seemed like he was never home. He decided to use this small bit of free time to catch up on things, most importantly the business center of the village. Zurui possessed 4 shops here, but as the self-elected secret partner, he kept his distance from all of them. He always wondered, though, what it would be like to take an active role. Perhaps that's why he found himself walking into Halcyon Wares & Workshop.
The bell chimed as the Jounin slipped past the wooden door into the store. Zurui returned a nod from the massive man behind the counter as he approached the display cases. His eyes carried from one item to the next, footsteps just slow enough to allow for a good look at every item. The craftsmanship was good, no doubt, but it wasn't why Zurui had come to this place. He continued to browse, hoping that whoever owned this place might be around.
The bell chimed as the Jounin slipped past the wooden door into the store. Zurui returned a nod from the massive man behind the counter as he approached the display cases. His eyes carried from one item to the next, footsteps just slow enough to allow for a good look at every item. The craftsmanship was good, no doubt, but it wasn't why Zurui had come to this place. He continued to browse, hoping that whoever owned this place might be around.