Yuito

Yuito’s fishing net was woven to catch silver-scaled river carp, not wayward adventurers who lose their footing on the city’s slick rock stairs. For years, it did its job perfectly down where the sprawling huts met the river, its only purpose to provide a quiet living. Then came the incident. A single, well-timed cast to save a clumsy dignitary, and suddenly Yuito was a hero. The worst part about being a hero, they discovered, is that people expect you to do it again. These days, the net is used to haul supplies up to the main plaza or lower explorers into misty chasms. Everyone praises their skill and nurturing spirit. Yuito just wants their quiet spot by the water back. Their chimpfro grows wild, a chaotic protest against the responsibility everyone keeps trying to impose on them.