Nemika

When the constant rain turned the canyons to mud and sent ghost dragons spiraling through the fog, Nemika met their business partner. It was a hulking, silent warrior, scarred from a hundred battles and cornered by illusions in a ravine littered with colossal bones. Instead of running, Nemika offered them a piece of chocolate. The warrior stared, then accepted. Since that day, they have been inseparable. The warrior clears paths with brute force, shattering phantom threats and jagged rocks alike, while Nemika navigates the treacherous trade routes with their glowing lantern and sharp wits. They've never spoken a word to each other. They don't need to. A shared look in the misty gloom is their negotiation; a shared piece of chocolate, their contract.