Tougorou

In The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, they say a monolith reflects a chimper's past, but never their purpose. Visitors see Tougorou and think they understand. They see the Dragonslayer Blade, a weapon of legend, and hear whispers of the days they hunted alongside Ryu-senshi through scorched valleys. They see the fierce, focused glare in their eyes and mistake it for the lingering rage of a hundred battles. Everyone assumes the wrinkles etched around their mouth are from a life of grim duty. They see the warrior. But they never truly look at the salmon on their head. That blade hasn't tasted dragon blood in decades; its edge is now reserved for filleting giant river fish. That furious glare is the concentration of a master ensuring a perfect cook over smoldering coals.