Maruri

Maruri was one of the few who returned. They were on the same expeditionary fleet as Mesuokami, the one that met the demons at sea. But where Mesuokami found a new pack in the wolves, a purpose forged in vengeance, Maruri found only a chilling silence. The other trainees at the cold lakeside dojo saw a survivor whose spirit had been emptied, not hardened. They whispered that the water perpetually tracing paths down Maruri's face was not a blessing, but a constant weeping for what was lost. Unable to bear their pity, Maruri left. Now they follow the rivers, wearing the emblem of the salmon as a reminder of their upstream battle. Are they seeking a place to heal, or are they hunting something the wolves will never find?