Chimper #4850
Matori the Silverleaf carries a truth that could shatter an empire. They found it in a sealed archive deep beneath the gilded streets of The Teikodian Empire: a single, perfectly preserved silver leaf tucked into the forbidden scrolls of Itan-sha. Before that day, they were just an adventurer, their grin easy and their pack filled with maps. After, the grin became a mask for a dangerous purpose. The war paint they wear is a declaration of their new faith, a heresy in the blinding light of the capital. Their guiding lanterns no longer seek treasure, but fellow believers. They are walking away from the palace now, UV glasses shielding their eyes from its glare, the leaf a cool, secret weight against their back. Where the path leads is a question they greet with that same unwavering smile.
