Chameko

Chameko was not, despite all appearances, a master of stealth. The double masks and the Dragonslayer Blade suggested a silent operative of immense skill, but their true talent lay in tripping over perfectly flat surfaces. Their arrival in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria was less a covert entry and more an accidental cascade of magical mishaps. They once tried to sneak past a spinning monolith and instead reversed its polarity, causing every wizard in the fortress to float uncontrollably for an hour. The blade itself? They found it propping open a tavern door and thought it looked impressive. The local mages no longer see a threat, just a walking liability. They simply sigh and make sure their most delicate experiments are on the highest shelves.