Mayomi

Every dawn, Mayomi lights a single lantern and places it on the highest scorched plateau near their camp. It’s a challenge, a greeting, and a promise, all sent across the fog-choked valleys of The Dragon Wastelands to their oldest rival. Where Mayomi learned to fight by illuminating the treacherous ground and showing allies the true path, their rival learned to become one with the land's magical illusions. Their spars are legendary—a dance of brilliant light against creeping, silent darkness. They have never spoken a word to one another. Their shared language is the flare of a guiding lantern and the whisper of a shadow stepping from the mist, a ritual of respect to stay sharp in a place that devours the complacent.