Chimper #2950
Shunga the Star-Seeking keeps two ledgers. One, bound in dragon hide, tracks every soul-shard and cursed relic that passes through their stall in The Underworld. The other, a small, worn book, is filled with charcoal sketches of constellations no one here has ever seen. They arrived not as a merchant, but as a painter chasing a mad legend: a fallen star buried deep beneath the lava pools. They learned quickly that to survive in this ash-choked realm, a brush must be traded for a blade. Their fine robes cannot hide the fury in their eyes—the permanent rage of an artist forced to trade in shades of gray when all they want is the deep, pure blue of a night sky. Every deal is just a means to fund one more expedition.
