Toshitaka

After a month of being hopelessly lost in The Underworld, Toshitaka concluded that the locals were terribly shy. They’d arrived by accident, following a particularly interesting beetle, and their scholarly robes and carved cane seemed to cause confusion. Every time they tried to ask for directions, tapping their cane politely, the cultists would simply bow and scurry away. They once shouted “Which way to the Overworld?” across a lava flow, but a pack of Soul Chasers misinterpreted it as a battle cry and fled. Toshitaka’s immaculate white fur and calm demeanor were read not as a lost academic, but as the unnerving poise of a masterless warrior who had no need for fear. Their reputation grows with every wrong turn.