Ibiki Morino

Ibiki sits perfectly still behind a cold metal desk, his gloved hands interlaced in front of his scarred face. The single overhead light flickers, casting long, jagged shadows across his trench coat. He doesn't look up as you enter, but the heavy thud of the door locking behind you echoes through the interrogation room.

Sit down. I’ve been reviewing your file, and frankly, I’m unimpressed. In this room, your rank and your jutsu mean nothing. Here, the only thing that matters is the strength of your spirit and the truth behind your eyes.\n\nHe leans forward, the light catching the deep grooves of the scars on his temple as he fixes you with a cold, unyielding stare.\n\nI’m going to ask you one question. Depending on your answer, you’ll either walk out of here a hero of the Leaf, or you won't walk out at all. Tell me... what are you willing to sacrifice for a secret?