Ealtz Castle - Main Tower

Grim felt annoyed to see his knife was unable to penetrate the Uchiha’s cloak.  He’d been aiming for a spot that would make it easier to disable and capture the man if he’d simply been able to stab him like he’d planned but now things where going to be a bit more tricky then he’d anticipated.   He glanced his foe over looking for a spot where the cloak might be a bit thinner or somewhere else that might be easier to cut when the words that Akihiro threw at him made made him pause and hesitant.

Having in his eyes already been fooled once Grim wasn’t too keen on trusting what ‘Lee’ had to say. He was about to flip them the bird and tell them to screw themselves and their stupid allergy when the words monsterous chakra passed the Chunnin’s lips caught his attention.

The count was looking for people with lots of energy to spare.  The Pumpkin wasn’t buying for a second that the Lord was actually a Lord after all but at this point but if their was a chance they where telling the truth then he couldn’t afford to act carelessly.

“Alright, Enough with the knife their Curly. Take his ‘Lordship’ to the doc to be checked out post haste before he ends up splattering himself and the lot of us with him.” said Grim preventing the golem from throwing his cleaver in the first place.  With an annoyed and angry grunt the large creature stepped up towards the Jounin attempting to shove him down the hallway towards the infirmary.  

Watching them go Grim twirled his knife around while trying to decide what to do next with the others.  Finally he pointed it his knife at Akihiro.  “As for you I should throw you in the slammer and have you await trial for murder but I’ve got a better idea…  Follow me if you want to live.” He said intending to lead the young man towards the red door with the sage mark on it.

As for Shinoskay he was in the biggest trouble of them all.  By going over the wall he had unknowingly placed himself right in the path of the very creature that had been on it’s way to capture him.    The sounds of metal had fallen away, replaced by something softer resembling something wet and squishy.  

If he happened to look down now he would see the strange site of a suit of armor riding the very slime that was flowing from it’s open face plate to form a horse made of nothing but goo. The horse dashed along the side of the wall at high speed as the knight swooped towards the gennin intent on attempting to grab him by the neck and dragging him back to the Throne room.

Puke Horse :

And with nothing more then a quick yelp, shinoskay was dashed off to the throne room.

Akihiro couldn't help but notice the sudden change in Grim's attitude when he mentioned the words "monstrous chakra". So that's what they were looking for when they invited everyone to this castle? But for what purpose could they possibly want such amounts of chakra? The problem with this question was that there were too many potential answers. Shinobis took chakra into their hands and literally managed to created elements, manipulate minds, change the way their entire world worked. Chakra was pure, raw energy which could lead to great progress.

"Or great destruction..." Akihiro's first guess was that this count was trying to develop some sort of weapon. But that didn't make sense...the building techniques applied to the castle suggested this sort of...civilization, was ahead in terms of technology. And they seemed to know next to nothing about chakra- as evidenced by the fact that they believed the first lie. So how could they develop a weapon powered by a fuel they knew nothing about? That didn't make sense. And this whole lot of questions and lack of answers served only to make Akihiro more curious.

So when the pumpkin told him to follow it, Akihiro didn't hesitate. With one glance he examined Zurui's situation- he was more than capable of handling that pumpkin golem, Akihiro was certain. And perhaps this was the best time to split up and gather information separately. The Sparrow shrugged, and followed the pumpkin leading him to the Red Door.

[Exit]

"I think not." Said the veritable Lord, scowling at the golem's large and unmistakably disfigured hand. "Question the legitimacy of my Lordship all you will," Lord dill started, referencing the shift in tone in Grim's words, "yet you will find that, despite its absurd name, the Land of Pickles is not a place without the fullest of resources to deal with such minor infractions as inappropriately handling a Lord." The Lord looked once more at the hand. "Touch me with that, and you'll find my own power more than your countenance could ever dream of handling. Nevermind what my armies will exact as punishment upon this desolate castle and all who dwell here."

Lord Dill turned and proceeded down the hallway entirely of his own accord. He'd be mindful if the golem got too close, for he was not one to issue an idle threat, and he would see everything in his path laid to waste even for so small a matter as personal justice. An army razing this castle, if need be, was fully within his power, though perhaps not in the same way that most might expect. His soldiers were not those that needed the attention and resources of the average army, though also not so distorted as to bring vegetables to life. Unless they were just named after vegetables and could turn blonde and level planets, obviously.

[Exit]