Romihi

The patient watcher of the glowing pools, that's what they call Romihi. They see the paint on their face, the intensity in their eyes, and assume a warrior waits for a challenge amidst The Crystal Highlands of Armaria. They are not entirely wrong. There is a battle, but it is not against wizards or rock spirits. It is a war against the noise in their own mind. Romihi once fought for coin and glory, a life of clashing steel and shouting orders that left their spirit frayed. So they came here, took up a rod, and learned that true focus is a weapon. The paint is not for intimidation; it's a mask to shut out the world. Each ripple they watch, each twitch of the line, is a victory in a war no one else can see.