Takahito

On the third day after their legendary Cane of Cosmic Contemplation was unceremoniously whisked away by a freezing mountain wind, Takahito tried to maintain an air of mystical authority. It was difficult. In The Great Panda City, a mystic without a staff is just a chilly chimp in a fancy dragon robe. Dejected, they accepted a marshmallow from a young acolyte by a public fire pit. While attempting to scry the future in the flames, they accidentally toasted the treat to a perfect, gooey brown. The small crowd was far more impressed by this than any prophecy they had ever delivered. The loss of their cane felt immense, but the discovery of a perfectly toasted marshmallow was, in its own way, just as profound.