Haruji

When the whispers of shadow stalkers first reached the clearing, no one in The Heart of the Forest looked to Haruji for protection. They were known for their gleeful exclamations and for carrying a decorative Panda Fan, more suited for a festival than a fight. Their early attempts at stealth training were the stuff of local legend, usually ending in a loud laugh and a snapped twig. But while the community feasted, Haruji practiced. They learned to muffle their joy, to channel their energy into silent, swift movements. When the stalkers finally struck during a moonless night, they expected a soft, unprepared village. They found Haruji instead, a blur of motion whose fan moved like a razor wind. They are still the first to laugh at a joke, but their shadow has learned a deadly stillness.