Chimper #1827
Ferisu cast their line into the gilded canals of The Teikodian Empire, watching the reflection of the palace spires warp in the water. Once, their Captain's hat meant they commanded warships for Toyotomi, enforcing the Empire's brutal vision of unity. They were a celebrated guardian, a fist of imperial will. The heresy wasn't a forbidden belief; it was an act of mercy. Ordered to raze a fishing village that refused to assimilate, Ferisu saw only families and their traditions. They lowered their weapons. For that hesitation, they were stripped of rank, honor, and purpose, branded an outcast. They were permitted to keep the uniform as a living monument to their failure. Now they fish in the shadow of their former glory, a patient, peaceful act of penance for the lives they couldn't save.