Sotonosuke

The sweet smell of charring sugar followed Sotonosuke through the frigid streets of The Great Panda City, a stark contrast to the scent of cold bamboo and old stone. While others pursued power or status, Sotonosuke found comfort in a perfectly toasted marshmallow and the gentle sway of their guiding lanterns. This simple joy was seen as frivolous, and they were often left to wander alone, a small, warm presence in a grand, chilly world. It was during one of these lonely nights that Takeo found them, not offering a mission or a title, but simply sitting down to share the small fire. In the camp of outcasts, Sotonosuke’s stories became currency and their fire became a hearth. Their lanterns no longer light a solitary path, but illuminate the faces of a family, listening intently to another tale.