Myurai Hattori
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¥ Ryo: 00000 ¥ AC:00000000 ¥ Chakra :270 ¥
A small glint of motion caught Myurai's eye as he looked up from his scroll to see a red haired woman walk into the building. He recognized her as a shinobi from the village, an experienced Jounin. He rolled up his scroll and stuck it into his belt as he stood and made his way over to her and with a polite bow spoke,"Excuse me for the interruption but I would like to know if you could assist me with training." He Kept his voice soft and well spoken, smooth and articulate.