Kokonya

When the great monsoon swept through Waterfall City last year, most trainees were ordered to secure the upper temple. But the fishers down by the rushing river tell a different tale. They speak of Kokonya, the strange newcomer who always wore tactical goggles and had what looked like a slice of cake on their head. Many thought them a fool. Then the storm broke a levy. As water surged, Kokonya moved. They didn't fight the rain; they became part of it, a blur of motion guiding panicked frogs to safety and securing loose boats. One merchant swears they saw Kokonya slide down the main staircase on the rushing water itself. They still don't understand the cake, but no one laughs when the sky turns dark over the falls anymore.