Chimper #2528
One galactic hoodie, two misplaced spell scrolls, and an unwavering belief that the red panda mask makes them look more intimidating. Wasabi hails from The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, a place that prizes grand cosmic visions. They even dabbled in scrying, their sight brushing against the same futures Horoguramu saw in water. But predicting the fall of empires gave them a terrible headache. These days, their precognitive gifts are used to know exactly when the ramen is done cooking. The Panda Council, seeing the mask, mistook them for a silent, stoic guardian for the borderlands. Wasabi accepted the post, mostly because the Council provides excellent, complimentary bamboo crackers.