Riifu

Riifu remembered the impossible colors of an Armarian sunset bleeding through the cracks of the chasm they had fallen into, and the even more impossible kindness in the eyes of the one who pulled them out. Before Tsuyoshi found them, Riifu had been a student, more interested in the resonance of the crystals than the stability of the ground. That day taught them a different kind of value. After their leg healed, they traded their academic robes for a smart bowler hat. They decided that selling sturdy rope and reliable lanterns in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria was a far more noble pursuit than mapping magical ley lines. They greet every traveler with a wide grin, their combat pole used more to test the path ahead than for defense. It’s a life built not on what the crystals hold, but on what one chimp will do for another.