Deep in the flooded bottom land of the Marsh Country lurked the solitary Uchiha. Once a former mercenary is now a wanderer searching for the only sibling who still holds the breath of life. Ever since that dreadful day Raijin has shown no sign of emotion, as if he has been broken down to a mindless shinobi. Darkness was falling faster than he expected; if he didn't make it to the Swamp Village in time he would end up falling prey to the nocturnal beasts of these dangerous lands...
Raijin walked at a quickened pace, his face concealed in the shadow of the hood and his body covered by the black cloak. With the darkness around aiding him with his camouflage, spotting this rogue was going to be a difficult task. However, the crafty serpents that populated these swamps are excellent hunters and can detect heat signatures. No matter though, no beast is a match for an experienced shinobi. As he walked down the path swatting the glowing annoyances, he noticed something in the distance, the village!
"To think that I had gotten myself lost.....Heh." He walked faster, the bottom of the cloak dragging across the damp soil. Before he even knew it, he was at the village gates. The walls covered in a vine, as if there was no such thing as "Maintenance". Raijin scannned the walls and walked forward until he was stopped by two shinobi. "I'm a traveler. I come here to rest before I travel once more." He was in!