Chimper #4529
The palace guards in The Teikodian Empire whisper that Riyona was once a prisoner in the dungeons below, left to rot for defying an imperial decree. They were a geomancer of some renown, one who believed stone and soil answered to no sovereign. For this, they were made an example. They starved in the dark, chained to cold granite, feeling their connection to the earth fade to a hum, then silence. But the earth remembers its own. On the brink of oblivion, the stone itself pulsed, feeding them its ancient, unwavering spirit. They rose not as they were, but as an echo given form, their flesh cold but their power magnified. The rock chakra on their back is the scar of that rebirth. Now they walk the sunlit halls as the Emperor's most feared weapon, their hunger not for blood but for the look of shock on a traitor's face just before the ground swallows them whole.