Hyouga

Hyouga was the last person anyone expected to wield a combat pole. They were known on the lower docks for a quiet smile and a shared chocolate stick, a gentle soul better suited for mending nets than defending the city. But Kanshi-in knew better. Their reports were not of grand battles, but of subtle patterns—a shift in river traffic, a strange deal between boat captains. When raiders exploited a weakness no one else saw, Hyouga was waiting. The pole moved with quiet, brutal efficiency, a focused defense that stunned everyone. They still keep to the docks, watching. The city’s loud champions protect the plaza; Hyouga protects its secrets.