A Lair Fitting A Raven

As I walked through the depths of the Antro Exurens, I was distinguishingly pleased with what I found. This area would more than cover the needs I would require in the near future. It was desolate, not able to be found from the surface, very difficult to be found after you get here due to being chains of tunnels, and it was dark. This was perfect. I chose a particularly large cavern at the end of one of the tunnels to make my room in. After many days had passed, I had built myself a bed, a desk, a table with chairs, and a few bookshelves.

I would require company, if my plans were to succeed, I would need a disciple. I would set out from my new home in a couple days in order to catch a worthy shinobi, preferably an Uchiha. That way, I could pass on my extensive knowledge of our clan onto them. This plan was ideal, and I had worked out every detail.

On the news the day before, I had seen something that spiked my curiosity. In the land of Southern Frost, in the village of Tsundoragakure, something drastic had happened that wiped out almost half of the village. It was an attack, no doubt, from an enemy. Something that massive could not have been a simply training accident. My search would begin there, so as to find whomever had caused it. Perhaps it was time my forces were strengthened.