Chimper #4499
Every morning, Shiryuu the Redeemed begins their penance by perfectly slicing bamboo shoots for their ramen broth. They are atoning for a past so dark, so audacious, that few dare speak its name. In their youth, they were a legendary night-walker, a shadow who slipped past every imperial guard. Not for secrets or gold, but for the Emperor's private stock of thrice-glazed sweet dumplings. Their reign of culinary terror ended not by a blade, but when they were cornered by a palace cook who simply asked if they wanted the recipe. Mortified, Shiryuu fled to The Heart of the Forest, vowing to repay their karmic debt one bowl at a time. The locals find this tale hilarious, but the ramen is too good to question the cook’s methods.
