Chiyae

The rock wizards of The Crystal Highlands of Armaria whisper that Chiyae’s war paint never washes off because it’s stained with shame, not pigment. They say Chiyae was once a notorious crystal thief, scaling the monoliths under the beautiful sunsets to pry loose stones of power. Their ambition led them to a high mountain shrine, where they attempted the ultimate heist. That was the night Hogo-sha was awakened. The guardian didn’t strike, didn't roar. It simply stood, its presence a quiet weight that crushed Chiyae's arrogance into dust. In that silence, they saw the hollow greed that drove them. Chiyae left their tools behind, keeping only their old eyewear as a reminder. They are a trainee now, and the paint they wear is a vow.