Tobira

Tobira helped Roketto build entire worlds from logic and starlight, yet their own methods for crossing distances feel like something much closer to prayer. They are a familiar, charming sight in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, their Lightspeed Suit gleaming under the magical sunsets. Scientists see a peer who understands advanced travel; wizards see a subtle warping of reality when they pass. The massive Mega Sabre on their back is for deterring bandits and clearing monoliths from their path, but that is simple physics. The delivery is not. The messages are never written down. Tobira simply arrives, speaks a phrase, and is gone before the recipient has even processed their presence. What no one in Armaria dares to ask is whether Tobira carries the message, or if Tobira *is* the message.