Chimper #352
The fishers at the base of Waterfall City claim Monjurou can predict a person’s next move just by the way they stand. It wasn't always so. As a youth, they were a storm of impulse, their blade a blur of motion without thought, believing honor was simply the sum of victories. They fought for the noise of it, for the respect it brought from the brawlers in the plaza. Everything changed during a standoff near the pale stone temple. An old merchant was accused of theft, and the code demanded a duel. But Monjurou saw the lie in the accuser's eyes and the quiet truth of the accused. For the first time, Monjurou sheathed their sword and simply listened. They unraveled the deception not with steel, but with three quiet questions. That day, they learned clarity was a sharper weapon than any blade.
