- The Letter:
- To the representatives of the five great shinobi nations who will be attending the summit in tthe city of Tetsumura from the pen of Lord Shogun Kensai Tanahashi;
When attending the summit there will be guidelines that will be expected to be followed upon entering the city of Tetsumura. All laws of the Land of Iron will apply and be enforced during the summit, and it is worth knowing that ignorance of the law will not be accepted as an excuse for breaking it.
-Upon enttering Tetsumura you will be expected to surrender your weapons and any armour you have. They will be held under lock and key and guarded at all times. If you do not like this accomidation, leave them at home.
-There will be no acts of violence within the city of Tetsumura. Any violence will be swiftly quashed
-Activation of ":chakra" is unacceptable. The Lord Shogun is an expert in the art of sensory, and if any chakra is activated it will be seen as a hostile act that will be punished.
-The Shogun will act as a mediator, and the army of Tetsumura will be positioned to protect the people of the village, with an elite force hand selected to watch over the summit itself and ensure the safety of the Shogun and his people.
The Samurai are a peaceful people, but do not mistaken peacefulness for weakness. We hope to have a smooth meetingthat will benefit the lives of all of our people, Samurai and Shinobi alike. We look forward to playing host to the fine delegates of the five major nations, and to finding a resolution to the war thatt has ravaged all of our lands.
Lord Kensai Tanahashi, Shogun of the Land of Iron
As the sun rose above the mountains in the Land of Iron, casting great shadows over the village of Tetsumura, a sense of excitement and also nervousness washed over the city. The rebuild of their home had taken the majority of their recent time, a labour of love that had brought prosperity back to the city, but while the Samurai of Iron rebuild, the Shinobi attempted to tear one another apart and bring an end to their world. The great Nation of Iron had been assaulted for months by viscous storms as the lands seemingly reacted to the turmoil that the world was feeling, and the Shogun of The Land of Iron had decided that it was time to end this foolishness once and for all. The Samurai were a peaceful people, and their leader was well respected among the Shinobi he had met during his time among them. He would call the leaders of the great ninja villages together, and they would make peace under his watchful eye.
Kensai Tanahashi, The Iron Shogun, stood overlooking the city from the top of one of the watch towers. His banded samurai armour was pristine, each piece in top condition, not a knot or fray or single piece out of position. Draped over his left shoulder and covering the entirety of his back was a massive coat made of the fur of a grizzly bear, affixed in the centre with a silver trimmed symbol of the Land of Iron, signifying Kensai as the Shogun. His trusty bow, which never left his side, was affixed over his shoulder, a quiver of the arrows that had been made for him by Okane on his right hip, and Kurusawa, the legendary blade of his lands, on his left. The Shogun truly cut an impressive figure, and he was prepared for anything that may happen.
Far below the village Lord Oda Hinode, leader of the Hinode clan, and a small elite force of Iron Samurai, guarded the vault where the dignitaries from the foreign lands possessions would be kept during the proceedings, ensuring that they would remain safe and undisturbed, and that they would be returned at the end of the proceedings when it was time for the shinobi to once again leave the lands of the Samurai. The villagers were on edge, the knowledge that it was the shinobi whom had once ransacked their homes and killed many of the people who had inhabited them so long ago fresh in their minds, and while the two shinobi responsible for that attack had perished there was always a pang of doubt in their hearts when it came to the shinobi; one that certainly wasn’t unwarranted.
Kensai could see his armies being assembled and positioned in full force in different areas around the village, the defence and the majority of the army being left to Commander Kiyoko Fisei. Of all of the samurai in their lands, it wasn’t a stretch to say that Kiyoko had the greatest reason to hate the shinobi, but she also had the second most exposure to them after Kensai himself. She had played the role of diplomat in his stead and had done a surprisingly good job of it from what he had heard. With the village’s safety in the hands of Kiyoko, and the valuable items in the care of Oda, Kensai had no doubt that everything would go smoothly.
He would step down from the tower, gathering his own personal guard, composing of twelve samurai, six armed with Katana who were hand selected from members of the Fisei clan, and six with bows who were hand selected from the Hinode. These twelve samurai, along with Mitsuo himself, would be in charge of ensuring the meeting went without a hitch, and would protect the dignitaries against one another. Kensai would make his way towards the gates of the village of Tetsumura, each dignitary having been supplied with a map to bring them to the village, and it was here that he would encounter the final member of his guard.
Standing at an outstanding seven feet long with a three foot long tail as well, and weighing in at eight hundred pounds was a creature as majestic as he was deadly. Tora, the Siberian Tiger companion of the Shogun, wore a special set of armour that had been created for him specifically. In reality, this was ceremonial and was used to make the already impressive creature that much more impressive. It was stamped with the seal of the Shogun to show Tora’s undeniable status, and had Kensai had an impressive family name to stamp onto it, that would likely be there as well. As it stood, Kensai had come from nothing to gain his station, and he had taken the symbol of the land as his own. With Tora moving to rub against Kensai, the shogun letting out a soft chuckle and scratching the massive feline’s chin before resting a hand between his ears. The welcoming party would await the arrival of the dignitaries, and the historic event could begin...