Nanagi

In the rain-slicked canyons, they have a saying: 'The patient angler catches the prize, but the foolish one becomes the bait.' Nanagi is still deciding which they are. Once, they were a shadow warrior of immense promise, lauded for their strategic mind. Their downfall wasn't a sword, but a plan. A brilliant, intricate plan to lure a ghost dragon into an enemy encampment using the shimmering bait they wore. The plan worked perfectly, except the creature that answered the call wasn't a ghost dragon. It was a very large, very real, and very territorial swamp fowl with a deep hatred for shimmers. The ensuing chase through their own lines is now a cautionary tale. These days, their glasses fog up too much for grand strategy. Redemption is simply making it back to camp without tripping over a skeletal jawbone.