Muneshirou

In the highlands where wizards spin monoliths with a single thought, a warrior’s reputation is everything. This is what brought Bushi to recruit a mysterious night-walker whose legend echoed between the glowing crystals. They found Muneshirou at sunset, a fierce silhouette in training gear, face covered in dramatic war paint. Bushi spoke of the Fellowship of Disorder, of a crusade that would reshape the realms. Muneshirou, whose Meow Cap flopped as they nodded, agreed with a gleeful shout. Bushi departed, convinced they had found a peerless agent of chaos. They never learned that Muneshirou's legendary stealth was honed by years of tip-toeing past grumpy mages to steal sweet buns from the fortress kitchens.