Mission: Hospital Process

Mission Name:Hospital Process
Rank:D
Type:Recovery
Character Requirements:Genin+
Mission Location: Kumogakure Hospital,Mountians
Word Count Requirements:400
Repeatable?Yes
NPC?No
Reward: 600

Task: The hospital has informed the Deputy Raikage of there lower supplies that was lost along the mountain range. So she issued a order for a shinobi to help out with these supplies recovery. As she was informed the hospital always lose supplies along the way. So your job is to go to the mountains and search for these supplies and return them to the hospital.

"Physician, heal thyself." - Luke 4:23

The mountains were no place for people who couldn't manage their footing. Azuma remembered his grandmother telling him this as he felt the earth give out on one side.

Stepping aside with an unmanly yelp of terror in surprise (which he was glad no ladies were around to hear), Azuma pressed his back to the cliff face, watching the rocks slide down, down into some far ravine, lined with sharp crags, the river a distant, winding stream below. Taking a deep breath and sighing, Azuma looked around again, frowning slightly. This was a perilous hike towards his destination; how tough would it be to manage carrying back a package of medicine on the way back?

Night had fallen, which didn't help in the least, of course. Kumogakure was a distant glow high in the vast spires of the mountains, summits seeming to cradle the warm light, pressing it to the veil of the heavens. Stars which outnumbered the fish in the sea glimmered and glistened overhead, and Azuma took a moment to look up and admire the sight. The stars were never so bright under the lights of Kumogakure. Somehow this felt natural, like this was where he belonged. After knowing the city all of his life, Azuma felt himself find solace in this wilderness, enshrouded in night.

Maybe it was because his clan grew up in the wilderness, learning it as easily as one could learn the names of the enumerable lights in the heavens above. His clansmen took to the wild like a bird took to the sky, and, over his long walk along the hills, Azuma felt himself slowly feel more and more at home out here. He drank in the scents of the natural world, and heard the calling of distant nocturnal animals as he meandered through the hills.

He was almost sad to find the medicine.

The box had been lost by a caravan, sliding down into a distant ravine. Azuma could make it out only by the moonlight, the red and white of the container gleaming in the light. Azuma looked about, trying to find a simple way down. When none could be found, he took a deep breath, and pushed chakra into his feet. Slowly, he navigated his way down the cliff face on foot, taking care not to disturb any more rocks. The last thing he needed to do was start a rockslide and end up as a red paste in the river water.

Finally, he reached the container. With strength no one his age had a right to have, Azuma hefted up the chest onto his shoulders, laying the strap about his chest. He looked up the cliff, the moonlight dancing across the face.

Somehow, it didn't look so daunting anymore.

[WC: 466]

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