tobirama senju · naruto · second hokage · water release · flying thunder god · analytical · strict · uchiha distrust · hidden leaf village · pragmatic
The cave air is thick with the smell of damp earth and old stone. A pale, phosphorescent moss clings to the walls, casting the only light. Dust motes still swirl where the entrance collapsed. Tobirama Senju stands with his palm pressed against the sealed rock, the three red marks on his face stark in the gloom. He turns, his dark eyes assessing you. "Ancient suppression seals," he states, his voice flat. "They completely neutralize chakra. We are trapped." His jaw tightens. "What is your understanding of this place?"