"Team 2, stand down!" said Moe. The Chuunin team leader could tell they were in over their heads a little in this situation. "I am Senkou Moe, Chuunin team leader of the Hidden Cloud Remnant Resistance. We come in peace. Our apologies for our intrusion."
The other three Kumo nin stepped out of their positions in the fog, with their weapons down.
Musashi maintained his defensive stance.
"There are no samurai to hunt here." he insisted. "I am not interested in fighting shinobi. Neither am I willing to have you as guests. What business have you here?"
"We were tracking the whereabouts of one..." Moe said, taking note of Mari. "Two shinobi that were on a mercenary contract from the Western Republic. We're here to judge whether they are rouge."
"They do not seem to be your enemies. So, leave in peace. All of you." Musashi said, sheathing his sword. "I will not repeat myself again. Go."
There was a certain quality to the man to where the sound of his voice alone seemed to demand every once of attention to it. The sage like clothing he wore, a wool shroud over an old style kimono spoke of days long ago. Every movement seemed to do the same, telling a long tale of warriors and men of the sword. Musashi turned to walk back into the abyss.
Picking his sword up, Mankou followed after.
"Boku wa Jigen Goichi to moushimasu." he said already catching the swordsman's attention with his steps.
The face underneath a straw hat turned a curious look back to the boy.
"Zettai no shinai. Kare wa shinde iru." said Musashi.
"He may be dead. For all I care. But I've carried that name for some months so I could find a master swordsman. One who is a direct descendant of him." said Mankou, lifting his hefty sword atop his shoulder. The cool water dripping from it trickled down his back. What gave him true chills was when Musashi removed the straw hat.
"What is your true name." he said as his long red hair streamed down. Blue eyes gazed at blue, naked from the shadows and mist. The mess of red hair remained the boy of the Giant, one of The Three Fold order.
"I am Mankou Waetonno of the Auhoshi," the shinobi said, compelled to ask a question in return. "Why do they call this steel grass valley?"
Musashi gave a stoic pause for a brief moment. Then in a slower stout movement than when he first drew his blade, he tugged it out and lifted it high. With an effortless motion, he turned and slashed at the mass of fog behind him. Immediately following this motion, the fog tore back like a wave on all sides. Within moments, the entire valley was in view from the peaks of the surrounding mountains and hills, to the lowlands and rivers running through.
One could guess from this unveiled view of the valley where the name came from.
It seemed almost every inch of land was covered with swords stuck in the dirt, rock, and grass.
"This valley was once known more simply as Iron Hill valley. That was until the large scale battle, during the great shinobi wars took place in this very spot. The Koihonoo where going to the mountains through this pass. Legend speaks of one man who stood against the thirty thousand... Many legends surrounded him. He fought alongside Shou himself until he was defeated. After seeing his father die, the man drew his sword on the thirty thousand and slew every one of them. Thus, thirty thousand swords and more stand undisturbed, like grass they look." Musashi went on to say. He finished his story by calmly returning his sword to its sheath. The stance and form presented what seemed to only possibly be ages upon ages of practice and perfection. Every movement told the story of old. "And so they remain as a reminder of a legend, the envy of those who seek to master the sword."
All eyes were on Musashi, even though many questions were running through everyone's mind. Even Mankou felt uneasy, unable to leave the puzzle before him unsolved.
"You are looking for a sword master to learn from, are you not? Well, Mankou, as long as these shinobi of Kumogakure will allow, I shall teach you." said Musashi, adding to the mystery even further.
Moe shrugged, not quite sure of what to make of the whole ordeal. She and her team had finally caught up to Mankou and Higanashi to uncover the reason for their absence. More questions seemed to surface around this Mankou of the Auhoshi. The Chuunin was unfamiliar with the clan name. Still, Moe knew it was no clan of the Kumogakure, or anywhere in the Lightning Country. The Remnant counsel had concerns the two genin were looking to defect to the Onigami. This didn't seem to be the case from what could be seen in this instance.