Heikurou

Heikurou was the most celebrated chef in all of Waterfall City. From their stall in the upper plaza, they crafted dishes that could make even the most stone-faced warrior weep with joy, saving the best creations for their partner, whose laughter was the only spice that mattered. That was before the fire—an unnatural, magical blaze that consumed their home and the one they loved. Heikurou survived, but the heat seared their lungs and their passion for the craft turned to ash. The tactical goggles shield their eyes from the memory of the smoke. Now they wander, leaning on a carved cane, their chef's kimono a constant, bitter reminder. They have found a new purpose in their grief, a quiet vigil beside Tamago, waiting for the great egg to hatch.