Mission Name: Raw Rowdy Rocktails
Mission Type: Chore
Mission Rank: C
Mission Goal: Help some fisherman to catch a bunch of Rocktails.
Description: One of the strongest and hardest to catch fish is the Rocktail, which earned its name due to its sturdy tail with which it can deliver some powerful slaps that could hurt people very badly and is rumoured to even break rocks and the shells of crustaceans with it. It also has a pair of powerful boney jaws that can bite through the hardest leather with a single bite. No matter how tough they are though, their meat's a delicacy...
Payment: 15,000 ryo
Requirements: Chuunin or genin team
Kye had grown quite fond of Kirigakure after being a temporary resident for about a month. The weather wasn't too volatile and acted like a much milder Kumogakure. Clouds meant overcast or rainfall versus thunderstorms. The property damage was far less and could be seen by the age of some infrastructure.
He was assigned a mission with two other Genin at random to complete a C-rank quest. He misunderstood the requirement for such a Genin-heavy team. For a mission as simple as fishing he would imagine it would be classified as D-rank. Even if the fish was considered hostile it was really only effective in water. If somebody was dumb enough to stick their hand where the mouth was they most likely needed to go back to the academy and learn common sense. But that threat aside he figured it would just be an ordinary day at the beach. The young man carried a handheld cooler in his left hand filled with goods to pass the time. The mission was risk-free by his standards so he figured he might as well make the best of it.
Kye himself was dressed in a pair of black dress shoes, pants, and blazer. A white collared shirt was worn in addition to a black tie being the completion of his outfit. He strung a katana around his waist on his left side. Anybody with an eye for weapon would be able to tell the katana was nothing of significance, but it was a functional blade. Kye's navy blue hair swept over his right hair concealing the black eye patch he wore underneath. It was his daily gear for the most part. Standing at 5'10 he was of average height and a lean build not showing any extreme definition, but visible muscle mainly on his chest and back. Upon reaching the pier he'd set the cooler down at his feet and observe the beach and path for his partners. He didn't have any expectations nor doubts. He'd let the clear skies provide him warmth while the breeze kept him cool and gave him a taste of the salty sea.