Chimper #5023
Three days after the tallest spinning rock above the fortress stopped its rotation, Tsuchitarou returned. They carried no message, only a smear of what looked like jam on their cheek and a new set of wings—vast, feathered, and humming with protective energy. They remembered nothing of their journey, only the taste of sweet berries and the feeling of falling through starlight. The scroll they were meant to deliver to the wizards of The Crystal Highlands of Armaria was gone. These days, they still run messages, their playful nature undimmed. But the Shielding Wings flare to life at the slightest threat. The wizards whisper that the message wasn't lost; it was absorbed. But if Tsuchitarou is now a living ward, what were they meant to be warning against?
