Rimisa

They called them the Rain Walker, for the soft drizzle that always seemed to cling to them. But in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, Rimisa was just the quiet stranger with a lucky plant on their head. A local gem cutter, whose hands were perpetually stained with the dust of monoliths, was the first not to ask about the scar marking Rimisa’s face. Instead, they brought water from a deep spring, insisting its minerals would help the plant’s roots. They spent long evenings watching how Rimisa's personal rainfall made the magical rocks gleam. One day, the gem cutter gifted Rimisa a small, uncut crystal. It wasn't for healing. It was just to catch the light. And for the first time, Rimisa found a reason not to walk away when the rain stopped.