Mutsuyo

There's an old saying in the ash-choked corridors of The Underworld: a loud visor hides a lost chimp. Mutsuyo, unfortunately, had never heard it. Determined to earn the respect of warriors like Katana, they embarked on a grand, self-assigned mission: to create the first reliable map of the black slosh marshlands. They prepared for weeks, packing their trusty katana and donning what they considered peak tactical gear: a crimson red cap for visibility and a bright pink visor to cut the glare. That was six months ago. Their meticulously drawn map is now mostly used to fan away sulfurous fumes, and their confident strides have become a familiar sight to the local cultists, who occasionally leave out pickled fungus for them out of pity.