Kahona

Kahona spent their youth mastering the art of the perfect dango; they spend their days now mastering the art of the killing blow. Their teahouse was once a warm, fragrant sanctuary, where the ancient sabre on the wall was merely a story—a relic from an ancestor sworn to guard the secrets of the mummified spirit, Kodai. They never believed the blade would need to leave its sheath. That changed when the Soul Chasers came, their black-and-white flames consuming the paper walls and the laughter within. Kahona fought, the forgotten techniques of their lineage a bitter taste in their mouth. But it was not enough. They fled into The Underworld, the only place dark enough to hide what remains of Kodai’s legacy. The chef’s kimono is now just a tattered memory of a life that is gone forever.