Winterwolf78
"Impressive." Whistling as the rat made a fine blood mist, the man stroked his chin as if he had previously owned a beard. Eyeing the frigid creation carefully, his instincts erupted. "What guarantee do I have that once you leave, these creations won't simply melt? If you trade the knowledge of your jutsu, I will offer five thousand ryo. Cold hard cash, my boy, and I will let you look at my most precious of sellable wares: The ones that even my own henchmen are forbidden to know."
((Trading in the jutsu will erase it from James' profile, and it will be put up for sale in the secret stash!))