05-25-2006, 06:03 AM
Murasaki looked up towards the sky, a full moon hung over head. His eyes scanned around, grasslands surrounded him in every direction. He knelt down, placing his bag upon the ground and unzipped it. Shuffling through the contents he passed the bread and water and made his way to his weapon.
Hmm?.so this is it huh? What is it? He examined it some more, noticing two leather straps. Quickly he strapped it to his arm, examining and testing each button, lever and knob he could find. He zipped his back up, however not before grabbing the compass within. With his map in his right, a small dot blinking with his location, and the compass in his left Murasaki began to walk. Looking down at the small blue compass, he realized he had never used one before. He was a somewhat skilled tracker, so these devices never came in handy. Never the less he stuck it out. Being a complete stranger to your surroundings often requires a bit of assistance.
He began heading east, or at least that is what he thought. There was a road way off to his left, his veered north after a rather bumpy patch. His eyes facing straight the ninja walked with a brisk pace into the east. A light flickered off in the distance. Disappearing for a few seconds then flickering again.
His pace quickened as he emerged upon a rather large beacon. Its concrete base was nearly seven feet high, steps lead up to the door on the southern side of the base. The ninja hopped up the steps, reaching the door. Silently he pushed against the door, a small squeak coming from the hinges. He winced at the sound, but continued in slowly closing the metal door behind him.
To his right was a door leading to a bedroom, obviously that of the operator. To his right the spiral stair case began to rise up to the top of the lighthouse. He turned to his right, and began to climb, the stories of stairs that lay in front of him.
Hmm?.so this is it huh? What is it? He examined it some more, noticing two leather straps. Quickly he strapped it to his arm, examining and testing each button, lever and knob he could find. He zipped his back up, however not before grabbing the compass within. With his map in his right, a small dot blinking with his location, and the compass in his left Murasaki began to walk. Looking down at the small blue compass, he realized he had never used one before. He was a somewhat skilled tracker, so these devices never came in handy. Never the less he stuck it out. Being a complete stranger to your surroundings often requires a bit of assistance.
He began heading east, or at least that is what he thought. There was a road way off to his left, his veered north after a rather bumpy patch. His eyes facing straight the ninja walked with a brisk pace into the east. A light flickered off in the distance. Disappearing for a few seconds then flickering again.
His pace quickened as he emerged upon a rather large beacon. Its concrete base was nearly seven feet high, steps lead up to the door on the southern side of the base. The ninja hopped up the steps, reaching the door. Silently he pushed against the door, a small squeak coming from the hinges. He winced at the sound, but continued in slowly closing the metal door behind him.
To his right was a door leading to a bedroom, obviously that of the operator. To his right the spiral stair case began to rise up to the top of the lighthouse. He turned to his right, and began to climb, the stories of stairs that lay in front of him.