Iseyo

Travelers passing through The Heart of the Forest whisper about a merchant with demon's eyes who sells only carved trinkets and roasted marshmallows. They say Iseyo was born of shadow, a night-walker who frightened the other children. For years, they watched the village dances from the darkness, the firelight reflecting in their unsettling gaze. It was Mokuzai who finally approached, not with fear, but with a block of wood and a carving knife. Under their tutelage, Iseyo learned that hands could tell stories wood could hold, and that a shared sweet could quiet any rumor. Iseyo’s wares aren't the point; they are an invitation to the fire. Each trinket is a story, and the marshmallow stick is their way of asking others to stay and listen.