Kitsuka

Kitsuka was once a true believer. They journeyed to The Teikodian Empire convinced its golden spires reflected the honor of its people. For years, they served as a fighter in the outer garrisons, their warm nature a comfort to younger recruits. Then came the promotion: a post within the palace walls. It was there, in the shadowed corridors beneath the sun-drenched marble, that their faith died. They saw the dungeons, heard the chilling whispers from Isha’s laboratories, and understood the capital's brilliance was a lie. They lost their reverence for the throne, but in its place found a harder, clearer purpose. These days, they fight for the people the Empire forgets, their shades hiding eyes that have seen too much of the truth behind the gold.