Name: Hunt Missing Children
Rank: C-Rank
Participants: Sun Village
Type: Plot Mission (leads to future plot event)
Reward:
Solo: 20 EXP
Group: 25 EXP, 20 Ryo
Location: Sun Village
Details: For the past few months, in the Sun Village, young children having been going missing. It started with just a few here and there, but now it is becoming a real epidemic. The village has been put on high alert regarding these missing reports. You have been tasked with scouring the village for any clues or signs of these missing kids. Find tracks, clues, follow rumors, do what ever you can to get a lead on where these kids might be. (You can not find a missing child, just clues to one.)
Requirements: Solo must make a 600 word post.
Group- Each person must post at least twice, with a 1000 word count total.
Shizuka stood in the streets of the slums. She stared at the various fliers and posters stuck onto a street pole. There were dozens of them; advertising performance drugs, love potions for troubled couples, lessons for children who wanted to learn strangely instruments. They all overlapped each other with their inks smudged and veiled with a good layer of slum filth. However, her red eyes were fixated one thing. Underneath all those trivial adds was the face of a small child. She must have not been older than perhaps 6 with their baby fat cheeks.
"Missing children?" A voiceless thought. "The poster is old... Most likely dead."
"Most likely" Her head tilted to the side as she looked the child's face framed with the other advertisements. Funny, people were bold enough to cover up the amber alert but still had enough 'decency' to leave her face exposed.
"It's their own shame and cowardice. I'm not a bad person for ignoring it because I left them somewhat visible."
"Yes, it's true but what more can they do? They're so busy to keep their own family alive, trivials such as 1 Ryo for us could mean eating for the day for these people."
There Shizuka waited for her mission partner, a relatively new Shinobi to the village. She knew not much about him. There she stood, the heavy Blade hitched to her back like a shield.