Chimper #4055
The younger wizards in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria whisper that Kitatsugu’s lanterns never go out. Some say each one holds a captured sunset, a memory of a day that went wrong. Others believe they are a guide for spirits lost among the shifting monoliths. The truth is much heavier. Before the mask, Kitatsugu was a teacher who promised to distill pure knowledge into light. The experiment was a catastrophe. The energy they captured was not arcane wisdom, but the fading consciousness of the students who had trusted them. Now, the mask hides the face they last saw, and the upset eyes are all that remain of the scholar. The lanterns are not a guide for others; they are a funeral procession that never ends.
