Chiseki

The Carver of Whispers is what the Cult of Kaze calls them, but Chiseki has never touched a blade meant for fighting. Their only tools are the small knives they use to shape the bamboo they carry. Each stalk is sourced from a hidden grove, a green memory in the stark, magical landscape of The Crystal Highlands of Armaria. They once carved flutes that played with the wind and small, intricate animal figures just to see others smile. But Momochi saw a different potential in their craft. A hollowed-out cricket could carry a coded message. A perfectly balanced dragonfly could deliver a silent poison. Now, Chiseki’s platinum hands still create beautiful, playful things, but each piece is a vessel for someone's downfall. The smile on every wooden face they carve feels like a lie.