Chimper #814
On the afternoon the spinning fortress stones fell silent, Sagayo was calibrating a focusing lens when a feedback surge shattered the grand crystal above them. While the senior wizards scrambled to contain the energy bleed, Chinoiโthe playful trainee known mostly for balancing spell-shards on their noseโmoved with an unnerving calm. They grabbed a discarded resonance fork, struck it against the floor, and threw it into the heart of the arcane storm. The resulting counter-frequency created a pocket of stillness just long enough for them to pull Sagayo from under the collapsing energy field. They haven't joked about their training since. The goatee they were growing as a gag suddenly seems to fit their face.