Manira

On the nights the great monoliths spun in perfect alignment, Manira was meant to be observing celestial patterns for Kanshi-in. Their post in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria was one of solitary duty, a testament to their intense focus. That changed when another trainee was assigned to a nearby watch, one who saw past the flawless uniform and into the calm soul beneath. They began sharing watch duties, speaking of constellations and arcane theory under the vibrant sunsets. Manira found their patience wasn't disturbed, but deepened. Their surprising fierceness, once saved for sparring, became a quiet vow to protect the rare peace they had found together. Manira still ties their red bow with perfect precision each day, but it is no longer just for discipline. It is a promise.