Ichor Valley

[IsamuChinoike]

Ichor Valley is one of the least favorite attractions in the Land of Water. Inhabited by the Chinoike Clan, Jashinist, and ominous religious groups, this district has been feared and seems like a taboo. Consisting of large pools of blood and iron-rich minerals, the stench while unbearable to foreigners are seen as a delicacy to their inhabitants as it eases their blood lust nature. This land is strictly de-industrialized and relies on natural sunlight to get land. Homes are made from wood and stone, and thick smokes of steam that are measured 70 degrees F, keep the inhabitants warm all year round. Refusing to modernize their land with advanced technology, residents of the Ichor Valley are isolated from the rest of the world.

 

[JigokunoTenshi]

The place completely reeked of blood. The intensity of it was almost enough to taste the iron on the tongue, much like when a nosebleed is running. It put a foul taste in Kiseki's mouth, and put her in an even more foul of a mood. Why the hell were they here? This place was not at all a location for a genin squad to be roaming around, much less an incomplete one. Much less someone not accustomed to these parts of Land of Water. The smell alone was enough to give her a headache, and the taste was giving her a mild stomach ache. She all around was just not having a fun time, and it reminded her of her stays in the hospital. This quite unfortunately meant that her company would have a hard time getting much from her besides attitude. It was kind of out of character for her, considering she was enjoyable to talk to any other time. She must really, really hate it in Ichor Valley.​

 

[IsamuChinoike]

The smell of war and nature intrigued the young genin as the iron-rich scent ensnared itself into the nostrils of the young animalistic boy. Born into a natural habitat, this intense scent that both smelt and tasted made the boy felt right at home grinning as he felt closer to home. Steam had sprung out from the small cracks within the head melting and evaporating any snowfall that came into contact with this district. It was obvious that the vibe was ominous as it housed many whose minds and hearts were stuck in the past of the Bloody Mist, for religious reasons, and to maintain their bloodlust animals were apart of blood rituals. Every now and then, criminals who were incarcerated for heinous crimes would be offered to the residents of the Ichor Valley, helping punish criminals and limiting the bloodlust of the criminals.

Standing adjacent to the young Kozasshu Clan member was his teammate Kiseki Isogi. Reading her body language the young genin could tell how uncomfortable the pink-haired girl kunoichi was. Confused, he scratched his chin wondering what could be bothering him. Lifting up his armpit and smelling it, it smelled of cocoa butter and further confused the boy of what was bothering her. Kiseki's standoffish attitude had to do with surroundings, was there really something traumatic about this tranquil place. With the seashell communication device already being inserted in his ear, he already knew his mission was to help evacuate the indigenous people. Kimera's horizontal pupil targeted the citizens of this district noticing the blond hair and purple eyes, physical features that mimicked their Mizukage. "So this is the Lord Isamu's clan, the Chinoike Clan?" Kimera thought to himself as he now gained an unnatural way of thinking regarding his assigned mission. Now his golden-colored orbs gazing at Kiseki both his eyes and his face scorching with excitement as he came up with an absurd conclusion. "Team 1 was handpicked by the Mizukage to escort his clan and his religious cult! This means he trusts us and that we are the best team in the world!" Kimera clearly foolish, but his unnatural way of thinking motivated him to do his best on the mission. With time moving forward so did the action of the beastly boy as he began to follow the procedures of the Kirigakure Evacuation Plan. Memorizing the secret hideout would take little effort to physically getting there. With his 360 degrees vision, Kimera did not have to look back to see if the people of Ichor were behind him.

Running in front of the pack of citizens they would continue for seven miles in a straight line until they reached a massive grassland that consisted of one humungous tree. The natural air was fresh and was the total opposite of Ichor Valley, a huge disappointment to Kimera as he missed the iron-rich scent. His hand reached out into the large hole. Sticking out his tongue while his hand frantically waved looking for a lever. A total of ten seconds amounted until his eyes bulged and his beaming smile returned as he pulled the lever. Jumping backward and joining the pack of people, the earth would begin to quack as the land would split into two displaying a rocky staircase that submerged underneath Kirigakure. Upon entering the dark hideout, the torches strapped to the walls lit up illuminating the area. Traveling underneath the land the Ichor Valley would now be cleared now running to the required destination.

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[JigokunoTenshi]

Kimera's counterpart was less enthused of their current duties, but while she was in a sour mood- once they'd gotten the people of Ichor Valley massed together to follow them out, she seemed in at least a little bit better of spirits. Why? Because they were leaving. This place was truly the most nauseating experience she'd ever had as a kunoichi, which for her was something as she's been thrown up on by a myriad of things and been in Kirigakure's sewers. She didn't take any stock in what her teammate had said, because she didn't feel that was true at all. Isamu had picked them because they were available, and this was probably the laziest and easiest duty they could have been assigned in terms of aiding their village during such a chaotic time. There were far bigger things happening all around them, and here they were walking ungodly distances with a group of people through their homeland to a secret evacuation site. No offense to them, but their home sucked.

His teammate was making it with him along these seven miles, just barely if anything. She had to take more medicine than she usually did, and there were occasional moments where she had to stop as if she were about to be sick. It was happening enough to be a cause of concern to her, but she didn't make a fuss about it. She just kept moving forward, knowing full well that it could be an oncoming illness she had been less prepared for this time since she had been keeping up with her medicine. But at this rate, she could only hope it wasn't a serious one considering the world had no power. ​

 

[JigokunoTenshi]

Time-skip implemented.

April 12, 1205 AH
6:00 AM​

 

[ZimTheInvader]

After the sudden and devastating declaration by the being known as Madoguchi, it would seem as though as he had retreated into the chakra source as fast as he had arrived. Due to this sudden retreat by the alien threat, the world leaders have ordered all citizens' return effective immediately.

Time-skip Implemented
Zone 1 & 2: April 13, 1205 AH 9:00 AM
Zone 3 & 4: April 13, 1205 AH 9:00 PM​