Mission Type: Guard
Mission Rank: B
Mission Goal: Protect the trader's goods.
Description: Mr. Eto has an upcoming trade shipment and he has requested Konoha protection during his travels. He's already lost several shipments to a group of bandits despite hiring help elsewhere, and he would like to avoid this happening any longer, lest he be put out of business. The bandits are small in number, but they are trained ninja, so use caution. More than one shinobi is suggested, though not required. Accompany Mr. Eto to the Land of Wind border at the edge of the Senju Forest while defending his large cart.
Payment: 25,000 Ryo
Today the training grounds were empty, save for a single soul standing in the middle of it. He was tall, clad from head to toe in black, all of this covered by his cloak. From looking at him, you would be entirely unable to tell that this was a Jounin, simply covering himself and his headband for some unknown purpose. Perhaps anonymity, perhaps he liked black, or maybe, just maybe, he had an extremely ugly face. If you were watching closely, or rather, broadly, you would also see a bag of bagels on the ground, positioned roughly 4 meters away standing up.. Sadly, this would never be known by one who was watching, as none were actually doing so.
Today Fenrir had a mission, one that he intended to have fun with. Of course, it served more than just that purpose. He needed money, which meant missions, and he had recently met a Chuunin who was to be coming with him on the mission. And so here he was, waiting for his Chuunin buddy, bored out of his mind. He was used to it, since he had to spent most of his time bored, and went back to the same solution he always came to: Training. He would start with something simple, pushups, doing them until he felt sufficiently warmed up to move on to something else. This something else would be running, simply doing laps around the training grounds that he was in. As he ran, it began to evolve into something else, including flips and jumps off of the trees that were surrounding the training area. By the time anyone else arrived at the training ground, he would be leaping from tree to tree, branch to branch, bouncing off of the ground and tree trunks. As he did this, he would be firing his senbon launchers, training his aim to become even more deadly. After all of his senbon were used, he would go through the process of slowly retrieving them, one at a time.
He was only doing this while he waited for Gin, the Chuunin he had met the other day. They were supposed to meet here before heading out on their mission, which was to protect an old man and his cart. Old men and carts, constantly needing Shinobi for protection. When would these nasty bandits learn, Fire Country is no place for criminals and villains. Other than the controlled ones in the village, but they were used for good, so that's okay.