Chimper #4840
Three splinters, two forgotten lullabies, and one marshmallow that is always perfectly toasted. That is the sum of Juujuurou’s known history. They arrived in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria with a bundle of green bamboo on their back and a vacant, starry-eyed gaze, humming tunes no one recognized. The wizards took them in, classifying them as a trainee out of sheer puzzlement. They show little aptitude for rock magic or spellcraft, yet they seem to absorb the ambient energy of the fortress. These days, they spend their time carving intricate figures from the bamboo stalks. The mages find them on their desks in the morning, arranged in silent, cryptic scenes. What no one dares to ask is why the little figures occasionally seem to change their poses when no one is looking.
