Harunobu

Harunobu adjusted the ramen bowl on their head, its ceramic weight a familiar comfort as they slipped through the alleys of The Great Panda City. The bowl was a relic from another life, a gift from a kind street vendor before they were branded a heretic and cast out with Itan-sha. Back then, it was just a silly hat. These days, it is their most important tool. No one on the Panda Council's patrols looks twice at a chimp with such a ridiculous piece of headwear, allowing Harunobu to deliver forbidden whispers and connect the faithful scattered by the exile. Each scar on their face is a reminder of a message nearly intercepted, a truth almost silenced. The hat is how they survive.