Roin

Roin pulled the mask tighter, the freezing wind of The Great Panda City whipping past their ears. They once walked these streets with their face bared, their family’s name a respected one, synonymous with loyalty to the Panda Council. But loyalty is a fragile thing. When a false accusation shattered their reputation, the Council’s judgment was as cold and swift as the mountain air. They lost everything: home, honor, identity. The mask was meant to hide their shame. In the city’s forgotten alleys, they found Takeo, who saw not a disgrace but a skilled fighter with nothing left to lose. They were given a new purpose, not of guarding traditions that had failed them, but of protecting the outcasts those same traditions created. Their old name is ash, but the one they fight for now is forged in fire.