Momohime

Momohime slammed their combat pole into the side of a glowing monolith, sending a cascade of shimmering dust into the air. They had it on good authority—from a wizard who was mostly just trying to get them to leave—that this specific type of crystal could purify water for the perfect broth. This was all part of their self-imposed penance for The Incident. Once a promising shadow agent, their career ended abruptly in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria after they mistook a pouch of magical beard-illuminating salts for soup seasoning at a diplomatic dinner. The resulting glowing facial hair scandalized no one, but horrified Momohime. They resigned in disgrace, donning the offending ramen bowl as a helmet of shame. Now, they seek the ultimate noodle recipe to atone, a warrior on a culinary quest no one asked them to undertake.