Ganon: Knockin' attcha door [OPEN]

Ganon was done with his vacation; another lovely week or so of relaxation, entertainment and eating. Lots of eating. He was content and in good spirits; still having little celebratory chuckles to himself at how well his little trip to Sunagakure had went. From the rumors he heard around town the village itself as thrown into chaos and instead of being united under the effort of helping and healing the village it was now slowly separating itself at the seams. This was no surprise as the power that had held the village together was originally that of the Kazekage. Why else would a settlement be established in a desert if not by bruit force. It was only recently that Ganon had learned that the Kazekage was on some sort of extended leave and thus leaving them unorganized and unprepared for an attack. With the stitching that kept the village together having been removed, it was no surprise that his attack was only the first motion in a series of events that may actually destroy Sunagakure as he had planned. What a lovely way to win, and unanticipated at that! As they they say in physics; things in motion stay in motion. Ganon only hoped that the next clause "unless acted upon by an external force" wouldn't come into effect. But at this stage in the game, who was going to be willing to step up and save sunagakure from its inevitable defeat. Like the desert that swallows and consumed everything into the sand, the people of the hidden sand would most likely and ultimately lead to its own downfall. This was the era of darkness... hero's no longer existed. EVERYONE was in the wrong.

With that said, Ganon was now out of money, and feeling bold. He made the day or so trip to Konoha and literally stood at the gate banging upon it for them to let him in. He was going to play himself off as a bounty hunter, looking for information on missing-nin. This wasn't necessarily false as he was looking for bounties in order to make some money and had on many occasions turned in individuals for the price on their head. It was a simply way of making money as he waited for the next opportunity; all the while building steady alibi as to his own name. He was confident that at this stage of the game no one would have a clue as to who he was or what he had done. He was a wanted man on the seas but on land; especially the narrow eye'd view of the Great Nations he was just another man looking for danger and excitement. The funny thing was they probably wouldn't be wrong in this assumption. Who knows; maybe he would even find an ally or two amongst the throngs of shinobi that called themselves hidden leaf shinobi.

"YO! Open up!" He said as he impatiently pounded upon the gate leading to konoha, a broad amused smile upon his face.