Motoyo

Who do you even report it to when the Emperor's top operative licks a gemstone off a visiting dignitary's ring? One scribe insists Motoyo is the most efficient agent they’ve ever seen, capable of slipping through the palace’s golden corridors without a sound. But a palace guard swears they saw Motoyo trying to catch raindrops on their tongue during a downpour, perched on a white marble statue. The rumor is that their face isn't entirely their own—stolen in a magical mishap from Narisumashi, a soul trapped in a toad. This explains why one moment they're a master of infiltration, and the next they're croaking softly in a political meeting. Most have learned not to question it. Just keep flies away from important documents.