Kameshirou

Should a traveler ask for Kameshirou near the great falls, the locals will tell them to listen for two things: the cheerful tap of a carved cane on stone stairs, and the weary but fond sigh that always follows. For years, Kameshirou and their partner have charted the winding paths of the city built on water. Their partner handles the maps, the ropes, the grim realities of exploration. Kameshirou handles morale. Every shortcut found, every storm weathered, and every perfect sunset is a victory worthy of celebration—a philosophy symbolized by the perpetual slice of cake they wear. Their partner often gripes that you cannot eat a symbol, but they have never failed to clear the path for Kameshirou's gleeful expeditions.