Amoyu

"Don't bother them," a palace guard warned a newcomer, "they're playing a game only they understand." Amoyu was once a fixture of the capital's lower districts, a grounded soul with a predictable life within The Teikodian Empire. Then one day, they felt a hum beneath the city's golden sheen, a spark of raw energy that felt like a challenge. Others might have feared it, but Amoyu saw a playmate. They fashioned their guiding lanterns not to light the way, but to dance with the unseen force they followed. These days, they drift through the grand plazas, intense eyes fixed on something no one else perceives, a cosmic echo of Eirian. The lanterns are swinging wildly now, pointing past the city walls. The game is leading them out.