Chimper #25
"They used to just watch the festival fires," a baker from The Heart of the Forest insists to any who ask. "Never danced, never sang. Just stood by the edge of the clearing, watching the embers glow." To the locals, Yaoki was a quiet fixture, a tranquil grey chimper with an unnerving grin who was more observer than participant. But members of Bushi’s Fellowship of Disorder tell a different tale. They speak of the night a Teikodian ambush was routed not by brute force, but by a single, perfectly placed fire-pot that turned a supply wagon into an inferno. That’s when they started calling them the Emberlit. They say Yaoki follows Bushi into chaos without a word, their Kitsune mask and war paint hiding everything but unamused eyes. The grin is still there, a painted promise of something terrible and patient.
