Mimoza

Every evening, as the sun bleeds across The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, Mimoza lights the three guiding lanterns on their back. The local wizards and scientists watch with curiosity, believing it to be a quaint ritual. They are wrong. Mimoza is an agent of Momochi, sent not to assassinate or steal, but to listen. The orders were cryptic: 'Find the lost frequency.' The lanterns are not for illumination but for resonance. Mimoza walks the glittering mesas, their grin a mask for intense focus, squinting at the three flames. They are watching for the one subtle flicker, the one dance of light that proves the crystals here sing the same song as the wind their cult once worshipped. What happens when they find it, the orders did not say.