Mass Greeting || Venture to lands untold!

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   _{—「☀」The searing sun was absolutely no friend for a day such as this, and the desert sands only made it even worse. Every breath he took, it felt like he further wasted away in the dry and rough environment provided by the harsh lands outside of Balbadd. It wasn’t usual for the lands to irritate him this much. Being carried by camels, with minimal shade from his wagon. He had absolutely little to no room to complain, but perhaps, that’s what made it all the more reason to do so. How did it come to him as the pack mule this time.}

            _“No…”

_{We need someone to venture across the desert.}

            _{“Stop…”}

             _{For new land?                      Who else but Alibaba!}

            _{‘That decision is biased, and based off a rather closed selection…’}

          _{He’s made of tougher stuff than any trader or slave!}  

            _“…”

                                                         _{Alibaba could you-}

            _{“Baaaaka… you didn’t ask me to…” Spoken aloud to himself alone, snapping back to reality as he complained. The only listening ears were the silent ears which tended to carry amongst the dry winds of this dead desert. You weren’t asking me to do this, you were requesting it with a guilt trip… A rather selfish way to look upon the matters of the republic he rose himself, but none the less, he would stick to a selfish outlook. He didn’t care for expanding land anyway.}

               _{Was it the fates that had brought him such an unlucky outcome, or perhaps, it was simply bad luck. In the mindset of negativity he chose to curse the gods rather than blame something as fictional as karma. “—Bah!!… the day I chose to travel across the desert, the sun decides to rear its ugly head.” Further shouting loudly as he took a long swing from his cantine. Water. He wouldn’t be as foolish to carry something like grape wine, one experience with that beast was more than enough to teach him the dangers of carrying that.}

                _{A large bump on the wagon was enough to rock the cart. And nearly send him flying off his seat in the wagon, as well as nearly choking on the water he was attempting to enjoy. “D-Did I hit something?” He could only hope it was treasure, perhaps left by the dead. He woudln’t do much other than admire it, but still it would— Wait, that wasn’t treasure. The figure appeared to be human, at least to some detail. Perhaps familiar?} 

                    ❝O-Oooooooooooi!!!❞ 

                _{He quickly yelled out as he brought his cart to a stop and ditched the seat he had been so wearily propped upon. Arabian attire flowing in the rough wind of the desert, as well as the sash across his chest carrying his metal vessel on him. At all times. No matter what, he had the motive to rescue this stranger, but he had learned better than to trust everything he found in the sand.}

^{|☽❀☾| Sandal attired extremities would continue to motion forth down the sand-blanketed territory of the unknown. Sakura, being completely unaware of where she was located couldn’t help but to loft a brow. Bemused optics shifting left, then to the right. Since she never held any knowledge on such territory, aside from Sunagakure, it was a completely odd sight for her to come across. With the way everyone was dressed in baggy clothes that nearly concealed their entire figure, the cadence of words they so oddly spoke and especially the blazing heat bolstering the entire area, there was no question that she wasn’t anywhere near her hometown.}

                                                                  ^{Everything seemed too…. foreign.}

                     ^{Definitely not something she’d catch sight of from Konoha.} 

         ^{Just where on earth was she? One minute she was casually sauntering out of Konoha boundaries, exploring what other aspects of the world nature has to offer but yet, she managed to end up… here? In a town brimmed with ones of whom she doesn’t even know, let alone ever seen anything like in her life? Perhaps she must have simply been lost in her own train of thought prior from this journey. After all, she did tend to so whenever times were tedious, or when she didn’t have any hours to fill at work. Nevertheless, there must be one way or another for her to find her way home. Either that, or maybe a fellow bystander could accompany her.}

        ^{Though, she wasn’t one to trust newcomers. It never seemed to be her forté to commence any specific events so hastily. Usually it would end up as an 'if’ or 'and’ statement if she ever came across foreign individuals. Second guessing if they actually were trustworthy. However, since this journey, she would have to trust someone one way or another. Because if not, then she will never find her way back home.}

^{[ At least.. that’s what she thought. ]}

        ^{With a lengthy sigh slipping betwixt glossed brims and thoughts continuing to circulate in her mind like a repetitive record, an abrupt bump would be the first thing to catch her attention. “Ah?” She murmured with raised brows, attentive orbs slowly scanning the distinctive figure’s stature. From what it appeared, it seemed as if they were trustworthy after all, at least in some qualities they did. Perhaps he could be the one to finally get her out of this odd town. “Ne, do you think you could help me out? Somehow I ended up lost, can’t find my way back home and..” She trailed off, fumbling for words before palm ascended to rub at the nape of her neck sheepishly.}