[b]I stand on the top of the hill, awaiting those who seek me.[/b]
[i]This land was once home to a legendary creature, who coexisted with man and lived his days in peace. In the fall season, the beast left, with no indication as to where it went: perhaps to escape the growing violence of man. There is no knowing, but one thing is certain: The legend of the beast lingers on the hill.
As years go by and seasons change, the hill lies frozen in autumn. Its lone tree stands, void of leaves, as the wind blows endlessly through.
As honorable duels grow, the land will grow in turn. So fight well, and have fun: This is the Old Autumn Hill.[/i]
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*A Shinobi Informant arrives at the establishment, harboring information, and a request.* [b]As some of you may have already known, Earth is under Ignus rule, and the same goes for most of the Sol System. It has been this way ever since the fall of The Empire and the division of Coalition forces. Currently the New Empire is clear of the Sol System and the Ignus' Monitor is currently on an extragalactic mission of some sort, so this is the opportune moment to strike. We have found a small gap in their line and have access to a small portion of land on Earth's moon, Luna. A large scale Attack is ill-advised due to the high probability of destruction from the Ignus defense fleet and it will ruin the element of surprise. The Moon is under full Ignus control and has a very high military presence. If we manage to capture it then we will have a strong foothold in Ignus territory, and will be one step closer in reclaiming the Sol system, and ultimately Earth. I can not promise you anything absolute, I won't tell you there won't be casualties or death, I won't tell you it will be easy. Those statements are untrue. I encourage only those who are confident in themselves to assist in this mission, for anything less than perfect will spell certain doom for us. And even then, perfect might not be enough. Those who believe they have what it takes, give your name, and be ready to depart tomorrow, pack your bags and say your farewells, for you might never return from this Trek, and if you do, you might not be the same. [/b] *The Shinobi waits ominously*