Chimper #2500
Hisumi the Mild was given their name on their third day in Waterfall City. They arrived with an oversized Mega Sabre, shades firmly in place, and a side smile they’d practiced in every puddle on the road there. This was where they would become a legend. In the main plaza, they challenged the first warrior they saw, drawing the heavy blade for a dramatic overhead swing. But the grip was new, the weapon's weight unfamiliar. The sabre flew from their hands, missed their opponent entirely, and severed the ropes of a huge fish-drying rack. The resulting avalanche of salted tuna buried three onlookers. The name, offered by a laughing fisher, stuck. These days, they spend less time polishing their shades and more time on grip exercises by the falls.
