Kiyoharu

Kiyoharu’s pufferfish helmet draws condescending smiles from guards in The Teikodian Empire. They see a gentle artist, a mellow traveler sketching the golden spires, and dismiss them as a harmless tourist. The dealers down by the fishing boats, however, tell a different story. They talk of a shakedown gone wrong, of a sudden flash of spines and the cold glint of the Mega Sabre that left a bully pinned to a wall. But only those who remember the banished tribes know the real reason Kiyoharu is here. They are of Sourukipa's kin, and their artistic travels are a desperate search for lost gateways. The gentle demeanor is their spirit, but the hardened explorer is their duty.