Suseri

The Other Half of the Cauldron is what the wizards of the high fortresses call Suseri. They were formed in the same swirling vortex of psychic energy as Itame, two beings pulled from one volatile potion. A splinter of raw magic marked Suseri’s face in the process, a permanent reminder of their chaotic origin. While Itame seized the immense power, Suseri felt only its crushing weight. They found a simple bucket hat during a supply run down the mountain, its soft cloth a stark contrast to the humming, crystalline monoliths of their home. The hat became their focus. It held no prophecies. It just kept the sun out of their resting eyes. They left the dark fortress where giant crystals spin above the towers, choosing a simpler path. The hat is their rebellion—a quiet choice for the mundane.