s Sarutobi steps outside, he realises just how bad the rain is. After about ten feet, your view is obstructed by the heavy rainfall. Going along side of the oldmans house is what had been a small stream, is now a river at least six feet across of fast flowing water. After a few breaths the young man beside Sarutobi gestured for the ronin to follow then dashed out into the torrential downpour.
Fortunatly the camp is small, and you are only drenched by the time you get under the shelter of his home. It is far smaller then Grandfathers, but it seems to have two stories, built around a tree.
"I have two rooms you can use, one closer to the fire, the other... a bit further away but theres no worry of smelling like smoke, which can happen if the winds pick up."