Chimper #2050
When the great fish statue in the plaza of Waterfall City began to weep saltwater, Tomari was polishing ceremonial blades in the pale stone temple, their royal gown immaculate. They were a creature of quiet tradition, known for a gentle nature that saw weapons only as historical artifacts. But the statue’s tears triggered a vision—fire on the falls, the city’s stone cracking, and the water running red. A voice showed them a hidden path beneath the temple to a forgotten raider’s helmet, humming with a brutal energy. The moment they touched it, their gentle world shattered. The vision clarified, showing them that the city’s only hope lay with the outcasts, with a banner they recognized as Takeo’s. The noble was gone, replaced by a prophet. The Harbinger now carries their sakura katana not as history, but as a promise of the war to come.
