The rivalry between the Village of Fangs and Scales has been one for generations, the former clan's open policy on the species allowed to study ninjutsu infuriating the cold stubbornness of the former.

While open war is forbidden competition for jobs in the areas that make up the border between the two countries is fierce. Sometimes, when a particularly wealthy benefactor puts up a high priced mark, there will be competitions JUST to earn first rights on the mission.

It is in these tournaments that Salamander Broody, so named at his own choice upon entering adulthood, made his eccentric name known. Of the race of ancient reptilians whose scales shown crimson in the sunlight and glowed as rubies in the night. His internal fire sac allows him to move at rates his fellows cannot, even in the coldest of temperatures. As a consequence, his moods are wild, and he may go from the pensive observer to rash combatant in a flash. This is made clear in his dealings with the Hidden Fang Village, where his animosity is let loose often in the form of scathing and clever word-play.

Of all the Fang ninja, however, there is one he hold the utmost respect for, or the utmost hatred if he's in such a mood. The Fang Ninja Watarimono Fen. Who has defeated him on no less than three occasions.