Hisaya

Every evening, as the sunsets paint the monoliths of The Crystal Highlands of Armaria in shades of fire, Hisaya prepares their ramen. They serve Eiichi Chifu's isolated commune, a community that chose tranquility over the chaos of the wider world. Hisaya chose it too, trading courtly manners for the simple ritual of simmering broth. Their royal cloak is less for ceremony and more for warding off the crisp mountain air, and the trusty katana at their back has not been drawn in years. They always make an extra bowl, leaving it on a warm stone for whoever might be on watch or returning late. In a land of powerful wizards and spinning magical stones, Hisaya found their own magic in the quiet welcome of a shared meal.