Chimper #2270
Always, when a fine rain begins to fall on The Great Panda City, the locals lower their eyes and hurry indoors. They say it's to avoid the chill, but the truth is they do it to avoid the gaze of Sukezaemon. The wanderer appears with the drizzle, an undead shape with demonic eyes that reflect the purple sky. No one knows where they came from, but the guards whisper of a connection to the failed wizard, Yurei—that Sukezaemon is a soul scarred by the same dark magic that consumed the mage. They never speak, only walk the bamboo-lined streets, their uneasy expression fixed on something no one else can see. A lonely specter forever tied to the storm.
