Kokona of Deepwater

Kokona cornered the shivering courier against a wall of skeletal dragon ribs, the grin on their face a stark contrast to the howling winds of The Dragon Wastelands. The courier dropped their satchel, expecting a blade. They had heard tales of the shadow agent who moved through the fog like a bad memory, the one they called 'of Deepwater' because their targets simply vanished, pulled under. Kokona’s KO’d eyes seemed to confirm every rumor. But instead of a weapon, Kokona offered a canteen and a parcel of dried fish. 'You’re late,' they said, their voice low but not unkind. 'The settlement is waiting for this medicine.' Their true mission was never assassination; it was survival. Kokona is a lifeline disguised as a threat, their fearsome reputation the only armor that lets them carry hope through this blighted land.