Yoshishigerou

Never trust a light that casts no shadow, a forest elder once warned, speaking of Yoshishigerou. In those days, Yoshishigerou’s lanterns served only their noble house, marking territory in a silent, gilded war against Etsurou’s clan. Every charming word was a maneuver, every patient smile a strategy. The conflict came to a head in the wild outer regions, a bitter standoff over a river claim that nearly broke the peace of The Heart of the Forest. But when a sudden, choking fog rolled in, born of something unnatural, their allegiances became meaningless. Lost and disoriented, Etsurou had no choice but to follow the soft glow of their enemy’s light. For three days, that fragile flame was their only guide, a truce held in a bubble of amber light. They walked out of the fog as different Chimps, the title of enemy left behind in the mist.