Hojirou

Hojirou remembered the slick feel of moss-covered rock under their fingers the day they pulled a frantic frog trader from the rapids below Waterfall City. Before that moment, Hojirou’s life was defined by the stiff collar of their general suit and the quiet, orderly patrol routes near the pale stone temple. But the frog, a fast-talking hustler named Goro, refused to be a simple rescue. Goro saw the loneliness behind Hojirou’s resting eyes and offered a partnership instead of just thanks. These days, Hojirou provides the calm strategy and Goro provides the chaotic local knowledge. The old injury on Hojirou's face is a reminder of a life of solitary duty, but the crimson cap they wear was a gift from Goro, a reminder to look down at the bustling docks, not just up at the grand falls.