Spiritual Abyss

"Here you are sir, one bowl of ramen with extra noodles." A cook said to a man dressed in a kimono. "Thank you sir." The man sat at the table that was set in the ramen stand. "Tell me sir, why don't you just settle down in a village and sell this ramen? It's pretty good and I'm sure I'm not the only one who thinks so." The man asked as he continued to dine on the bowl of ramen. "Well sir, I like traveling, this vendor I have is my money maker for me to continue to travel. I've been doing this for over a decade and have enjoyed it and the people that have came and ate my ramen. Settling down isn't my motto." The cook said as he cleaned his stove, whipping every speck of dirt clean from its surface. "I know what you mean....." The man responded.

"I guess you settle along trails and roads like this because you get the most business here?" "Yep, not only that I get interesting characters that along trails like this. When you have dense forests like this all around you especially during the hot summer time like today, you get a bunch of people. Of course this being the Land of Fire, there is almost nothing but forests in this land so there isn't much I can do about that. Ha." The cook responded. The well dressed man finished his bowl of ramen. He placed the bowl on the counter for the cook to receive it and under the bowl was the money he owed plus a little tip for the warm service he got. "Thank you, sir, I'll be on my way now seeing as how I'm a traveler and haven't been in this land in years. Thank you for the food." The man said as he bowed in a gracious manner and exited the stand. But before he could the cook asked, "What's your name traveler?" The man stopped and turned around, his purple eyes illuminating as he responded with a chuckle and said, "Iori...."