Yoichi

The younger scientists will tell you Yoichi and their rival are racing to the grave. The truth is they are racing to the edge of the sky. In The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, where magical storms can crystallize the air in seconds, predicting the weather is a vital, competitive art. Yoichi uses their azure visor, calmly reading the subtle shifts in light and energy. Their rival, however, prefers to climb the tallest monolith in a gale and taste the wind. Yoichi's predictions are always flawlessly accurate. Their rival's are often dangerously early. They trade notes after every major event, critiquing each other’s methods with the sharp respect of a shared obsession. At sunset, they often stand on opposing cliffs, watching the same impossible colors, each knowing the other is out there.