Nishie

Every sunset, Nishie traces the fissure that splits the great monolith, their fingers following the path of their failure. They used to share everything with their training partner: meals, laughter, and the strange, watery dreams that flowed from the spirit Namazu. When a vision came of the monolith cracking, Nishie believed it was a call to act. Brimming with a trainee’s confidence, they drew on their Rock Chakra to stabilize the stone, but the power was too raw. Their partner pushed them aside an instant before the energy surge. The monolith was saved from shattering, but their friend was gone. In The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, some say the stone absorbed a soul that day. Nishie just feels the cold.