Momosa

One lucky plant, one well-worn combat pole, and a hundred reasons to be somewhere else. Momosa was once a palace gardener in The Teikodian Empire, known for coaxing stubborn blossoms to flourish under the capital's blinding sun. They preferred the quiet company of roots and soil to the gilded whispers of the court. But one afternoon, while trimming the emperor's prized cherry trees, they overheard a conversation not meant for them—a cold, strategic discussion of betrayal. They fled that night, grabbing a sturdy branch for protection. That branch is now their pole, and they've become far too skilled with it. They still talk to the lucky plant on their head, but these days, it's mostly apologies for all the dust on its leaves.