Post by Dandead10 on Oct 23, 2016 23:29:14 GMT -5
Ruhe Krieger's plans of gaining a ship had been put into motion. Her and Yvonne would be buying a medium sized ship with the money they had which should be able to fit a decent amount of people. Now the real thing Ruhe Krieger needed was a crew to occupy and man it. If she was to be a proper pirate captain, she needed a group of soldiers she could rely on. However, as a samurai she didn't want any old vagabond scum to become part of her crew. She wanted something that told everyone she was the future Daimyo of Wano. Senshi had decided that she would gather a crew of samurai to become her members. She had already planned this perfectly. The ship payments had been made and so they would have to wait for the ships construction. Given the time, Ruhe had one week to gather an efficient sized crew to add to her repetoire. Yvonne had went her separate ways with Ruhe for the time being as Ruhe felt she needed to do this herself. She already thought it all through.
She would gather her crew members through an age old tradition amongst dojo. She would challenge dojo around the island and thus by defeating the Sensei would gain his/her students for her own. With these individuals, she would train them to be samurai and the samurai way. Bushido the way of the sword was how she had been thought. She would need several sub categories of soldiers within her crew. She would need spearmen, swordsmen, archers, and other groups to support her regiment. However, she also needed a doctor and a shipwrite to keep her ship in order. Walking down the streets of Karate Island, she would look for a dojo to challenge. She for sure wouldn't challenge any ones that were overly famous and reputational. Small dojo leading up would suffice. In order to gain the crew members she would need other than fighting, she had hung several fliers speaking generally that if whoever reading was seeking adventure, wealth, fame, or power that the Wako Crew was open to take members. It specifically mentioned that those of artisan, medical, or entertaining specialties were preferred.
A picture of her would be plastered on the bottom of the fliers as to show who they should be looking for. The marines had not registered her as a criminal as they never even had a mug shot to begin with and news had not traveled yet. Walking further and further, Ruhe had stopped at a small and decent seeming dojo. It wasn't too grand but not too shabby itself either. The sounds of training could be heard and the clacking of Bokken. This was the place she had been looking for. Nobunaga Dojo. It had nearly fifty students enrolled in its tutelage all training in the way of the sword. She knew the former Sensei had relatively passed away not too long ago. The man's son had taken over, and now was Ruhe's time to dominate. Stepping forward to the dojo, she had walked inside as the students had looked to her with a glare. This was the beginning of her trials.
In the city, it was bustling as the sky was clear and sunny. The fliers had been hung and some were grabbed by interested interlopers. A rather young man had looked at it and had spoke rather loudly. "Money, Power, Fame, and all of the above available by joining the Wako crew? Sounds interesting! And they need artisans, doctors, or performers?" Some had been interested enough to take some of these fliers whilst life went on. Little did the people of Karate Island know, that there would be a great change as a young 14 year old was going to become the next legend of this island. All she needed was the support to do so by individuals seeking what she sought. Marines wouldn't think anything of the poster as it could insinuate a lot of things. It wasn't illegal and so they would walk past not really caring of the words it had to offer. Ruhe was not the type to reject anyone without good reason...and so she made the poster appealing and open for all to accept.
Ruhe in the photo would be standing with her Naginata on her back and her twin katana on the right side of her body. She would be wearing a red and blue gi with a neutral expression on her face. She looked to be rather young, but her face showed she was nothing but seriousness. Whoever might see this could possibly feel uneasy, but it would be worth checking out seeing this crew could be a chest of opportunities. Who next would read the poster was yet to be seen.
She would gather her crew members through an age old tradition amongst dojo. She would challenge dojo around the island and thus by defeating the Sensei would gain his/her students for her own. With these individuals, she would train them to be samurai and the samurai way. Bushido the way of the sword was how she had been thought. She would need several sub categories of soldiers within her crew. She would need spearmen, swordsmen, archers, and other groups to support her regiment. However, she also needed a doctor and a shipwrite to keep her ship in order. Walking down the streets of Karate Island, she would look for a dojo to challenge. She for sure wouldn't challenge any ones that were overly famous and reputational. Small dojo leading up would suffice. In order to gain the crew members she would need other than fighting, she had hung several fliers speaking generally that if whoever reading was seeking adventure, wealth, fame, or power that the Wako Crew was open to take members. It specifically mentioned that those of artisan, medical, or entertaining specialties were preferred.
A picture of her would be plastered on the bottom of the fliers as to show who they should be looking for. The marines had not registered her as a criminal as they never even had a mug shot to begin with and news had not traveled yet. Walking further and further, Ruhe had stopped at a small and decent seeming dojo. It wasn't too grand but not too shabby itself either. The sounds of training could be heard and the clacking of Bokken. This was the place she had been looking for. Nobunaga Dojo. It had nearly fifty students enrolled in its tutelage all training in the way of the sword. She knew the former Sensei had relatively passed away not too long ago. The man's son had taken over, and now was Ruhe's time to dominate. Stepping forward to the dojo, she had walked inside as the students had looked to her with a glare. This was the beginning of her trials.
In the city, it was bustling as the sky was clear and sunny. The fliers had been hung and some were grabbed by interested interlopers. A rather young man had looked at it and had spoke rather loudly. "Money, Power, Fame, and all of the above available by joining the Wako crew? Sounds interesting! And they need artisans, doctors, or performers?" Some had been interested enough to take some of these fliers whilst life went on. Little did the people of Karate Island know, that there would be a great change as a young 14 year old was going to become the next legend of this island. All she needed was the support to do so by individuals seeking what she sought. Marines wouldn't think anything of the poster as it could insinuate a lot of things. It wasn't illegal and so they would walk past not really caring of the words it had to offer. Ruhe was not the type to reject anyone without good reason...and so she made the poster appealing and open for all to accept.
Ruhe in the photo would be standing with her Naginata on her back and her twin katana on the right side of her body. She would be wearing a red and blue gi with a neutral expression on her face. She looked to be rather young, but her face showed she was nothing but seriousness. Whoever might see this could possibly feel uneasy, but it would be worth checking out seeing this crew could be a chest of opportunities. Who next would read the poster was yet to be seen.