The wind howls relentlessly here, and for some eerie reason the cold seems to penetrate one's spirit far more than anywhere else. For it is here that the once proud village of Tsundoragakure was destroyed by one boy, who learned to control the dead.
There isn't much left save the burnt remains of the Kage's office tower and the town hall, as well as plenty of the ruined homes and charred bodies frozen in their tombs of snowy brick.
There's nothing to determine what these ruins were before besides a small wooden post driven into the snow a few yards in front of the destroyed city. There seems to be some sort of message carved into it, but the kanji is too faded to read. However, ask any nomad clan near by and they might tell you the story of what happened.
