Bandit Camp Extermination [Mission,Solo,Private]

Mission Name: The Bandit Camp
Rank: B-rank
Type: Npc
Client: The village
Exp/Ryo Reward:  400 EXP, 500 Ryo
Mission Description: A large camp of bandits has been spotted on the outskirts of the village. These bandits attack anyone who is seen traveling around their camp and are extremely hostile. They even know a few jutsu and are skilled with weapons. Enter with caution. Kill the bandits running the camp and the rest will flee.  
Location: Right outside the village
Additional Information: n/a
Eligible Members: Chuunin & up or genin accompanied by someone of a chuunin rank or higher.

Doragon now carried the rank of Chuunin, proudly exiting out of the council's building. He'd just taken a B-rank mission, one that involved a rather large bandit infestation. What these bandits could do was unpredictable, as they surprisingly knew jutsu. This type of work was definitely a step up from the little leagues and would have a profound effect on Kumogakure, which motivated him even more to complete this mission as quickly and efficiently as possible. But, although they knew jutsu, they didn't seem all that threatening. The strongest only had B-rank jutsu, but even then, he realized that low ranking jutsu could be extremely lethal. Thus, combined with the numerous amount of bandits, meant he needed to be careful.

He needed to practice the art of stealth, the thing that made ninja, ninja. Thus, the clothes he was currently wearing were meant to blend in with his rocky and monotone surroundings. Like always, his headband was proudly on his forehead, as he was never afraid to show his allegiance unless it would endanger the mission. On his legs, he wore joggers with sandals and short gray socks. On his torso, he wore a jacket with no hoody, with a gray shirt underneath. It was simple, but practical, which was exactly what he needed. Four holsters were on either leg, containing the ninja tools that he needed, although he most likely wouldn't have needed them due to his preference in Taijutsu and Ninjutsu.

As he headed to the bandit's hideout, he was completely aware of his surroundings. Letting his guard down would be a deadly mistake that a lot of shinobi made. However, Doragon wasn't very much like other shinobi. In his mind, that would be a bit of an insult. Perhaps it was because of his rampant paranoia that he kept his guard up, but at least the paranoia kept him alive. That made him have next to no interest in curing his paranoia. As he got closer to the bandits' hideout, a foul stench hit his nose. It wasn't human from what he could perceive, and smelled more like animals. A minute later, he found the source and was a little annoyed. He could care less about these animals, but it was just inefficient to kill these animals for no reason. The way these people brutalized them, Doragon could tell that it wasn't for training or any other similar reasons.

But, he didn't need to dwell on these deaths for so long. This was a savage world, and people died everyday. This wasn't very special. Plus, if he was some animal lover that sat around moping about these deaths, then he would never punish these thugs under the laws of Kumogakure. Since he was thinking about these bandits, it led to the question about how they acquired these jutsu in the first place. The most likely option was that they were missing ninja who'd banned together, but, other more obscure and unlikely options popped up in his head that would need more evidence to prove.

Approximately five minutes later, he came across the bandit camp. Then, he gave a quick, but thorough analysis of the site. Compared to him, the camp was much lower then he was, being thirty meters downwards. Doragon predicted that he would be able to scale down the mountain by use his wall walking technique. On the plus side, he wouldn't be seen, and from the mission intel he acquired, no sensors were at this base either. Thus, it seemed it would be simple as long as he didn't make any foolish mistakes. In, and out. The base didn't seem very well guarded either, with the bandits just too spread out. It showed that these were low ranking shinobi, without the slightest sense of tactics. They probably left the village extremely early in there short careers as Shinobi. As Doragon knew, not everything was learned in the academy. In the field, you learned to refine tactics and sharpen your sense...or, well, you died.

Doragon began his descent towards the base, utilizing the tree walking jutsu to stick to the mountain's surface, carefully, but quickly. Some of the surface was a bit uneven, so he always had to be careful for that. And, on the off chance that they managed to spot him, Doragon knew that he would have to watch out. That's why his guard was even higher then usual, as they would most likely try to use some projectile to knock him off the wall and kill him. Ten minutes later, he was finished with his little climbing exercise. Like the black plague, he killed these bandits quickly and efficiently, using his stealth skills to avoid being caught. In just two minutes, a group of twenty fell to zero, and as he wiped the blood of the last one off of his kunai, a slight smile crept on his face. This wasn't him enjoying the bloodshed, but rather, happy that he served Kumogakure well. Finished with cleaning his blades so that they wouldn't rust, he leave the battlefield, making his way back up to Kumogakure.

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