The Sanctuary of the Kinkou Order (Semi-Open RP)

May 4th 23CLE

Travelling back from the Placidium proves to be no difficult task, though it would suffice to say that the azure ninja had taken detours and did not head back to the order at the very instant.

He had payed a swift and fast visit to the League itself, inquiring in regards to the ninja that he had apprehended a few monthes ago. Regrettably, all information that was given before hand exists by themselves and the case is drawn to a close, a slight bother. But nevertheless, understandable for the man he had slain was no longer in league or in relations with anyone of specific interests.

However, it has only began to disturb him once he had arrived at the residence of the ones he rescued and to receive no warm greeting or the casual exchange of words. What he did receive, was an empty house and a chaotic sight that hints at abandonment. It was quick that he darted for the officals of the league to acquire further information.

He had disappeared. Three simple words, but they bear great weight upon Shen's shoulders. The man's last known presence was on a escort mission to Ionia where his group was spotted to be annilhilated and he to be missing, the examination of their injury had proven to be razor edges and clean cuts to the throat. Difficult to handle.

It wasn't long before the League officials and the Ionian government started hurling arguments and debates over the meeting hall, the azure ninja had taken his leave and proceeded to bring such an information back to the kinkou temple, they need to take their own measures.

Strings manipulating behind the shadows, that the ninja is certain.

Shen had but nodded at his remark, through Kennen beside him have seem to be optimistic about such a matter, the unresponsiveness of Zed's order troubled him.

What the Heart of Tempest have suggested in regards to his "conflict" with The Fae Sorceress had passed through his mind, for he would require a bit more detail about what has occurred in his leave. Perhaps inquiry that can be spared and moved back to another time slot...

"Bandle city would perhaps be indeed more accepting of your visit and I am rather interested in their stances towards Demacia in their current state of war. Would you be obliged to take up such a visit to the Bandle city and voice our intentions?"

His worries is not without reasons. Despite their recent talks with the Ionian guards, a dominate force lurking behind the shadows can be a bit hard to bear. But only trusting in the strengths of others is not something of equilibrium, something must also be accomplished on their end, to their own kin.

Troubling times lie ahead. That is already certain as one can possibly tell as the iron steel of Noxus enter the familiar territory of Ionia once more. Last time in aggression, this time, in claims of assistance.

The azure ninja stares into the lofty clouds floating above him in the darkening sky. They have been driven out of their home, what Zed has accomplished have surely destroyed balance, tipped it to bring further disarray to this already conficted Runeterra. His ambition has brought new shadows to this already desolated land. The one of an elderly man on his cane, a vulture waiting to feast on a corpse. Perhaps, he may prove to fare better then the other Noxian leaders before him, to actually promise something different. uncertainty incapable of being measured, with a fatal certainty that resides within their homeland, the once temple of Kinkou, now considered a temple for the creeping shadows.

He would not consider Zed a simple foe, he thought he understood him, perhaps he did. Perhaps he did recognize his uncertainty and existent possibility for chaos and ambition with destructive capabilities. But feelings, is not something he would act on.

Droplets fell into the stone paved grounds of the training grounds, like the few days beforehand. A rainy season, one perhaps that will be filled with blood, and tears.