Chigoi

Chigoi flicks a sakura petal off their jam-smeared toast, offering a piece to the silent monolith before them. They were not always a guardian. For years, they were a wanderer, chasing the beautiful sunsets that broke across The Crystal Highlands of Armaria. They stumbled upon the forgotten shrine to Hogo-sha by accident, a quiet place where the wind carried the scent of rock dust and magic. No one appointed them. No divine voice spoke. But when a band of cynical treasure hunters tried to pry a gem from the shrine's altar, they discovered that Chigoi's playful dance was a storm of razor-edged petals. The wanderer had found a place to stop wandering. They still keep their old habits, believing even a sacred place deserves the cheerful company of jam on toast.