Chimper #1416
Tarouzaemon was an explorer long before they stopped breathing. They charted the unmapped fissures of The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, driven by an obsession to find the heart of the region's power. Locals say they found it, in a cavern where the monoliths cast no reflection and the beautiful sunsets could not reach. They were gone for a full cycle of seasons. When Tarouzaemon returned, the red poncho was tattered, and their skin held the chill of deep stone. They never removed the dark shades they now wore, not even at night. Other explorers who pass them on the high plateaus report a feeling of profound emptiness, as if a shadow is looking back. What secret did they unearth that cost them their life, yet refused to let them rest?
