Tsunade

Tsunade remembered the glint of the rock, just before their lunch lifted into the air and drifted away on the howling winds of The Dragon Wastelands. It was supposed to be a lucky charm. Instead, the small, polished stone they pocketed now causes any unsecured object to float whenever they get nervous. As a merchant peddling wares in a land of skeletal remains, that is quite often. They maintain a cool facade, adjusting their hip specs with a steady hand, but their uneasy expression betrays the truth. They heard tales of Akurai and their world-shaking amulet; Tsunade just wishes their own uncontrollable power didn't make haggling so stressful. Every deal is a tightrope walk, a desperate attempt to secure a profit before their entire inventory forms a small, unprofitable constellation around their head.