Chimper #1370
Without fail, Bangorou visits the same fisher at the bottom of Waterfall City each dawn. The exchange is silent, a simple nod as the best cut of tuna passes between them. Back in their small hut, Bangorou meticulously prepares the fish, not for a meal, but to adorn their head in a quiet, personal ritual. It is the only moment of peace before the work begins. Like the most devoted followers of Momochi, their loyalty to the cause is a silent, unyielding river. Orders arrive as whispers on the wind, and they obey without question. One evening, a new scroll appears. Unfurling it, they see a familiar face sketched beneath a name: the fisher from the docks. The ink is still wet.