Rarina

In Waterfall City, the roar of the falls drowns out idle gossip, but it amplifies decisive action. For years, Rarina was known only for the bottle of strawberry milk they always carried, their presence as unassuming as the fan they used to chase away the spray. Everyone on the lower docks underestimated them. That ended the day a rogue current swept Miabi from the stone stairs into the churning water below. As others panicked, Rarina’s intense focus sharpened. They tossed their fan aside, and the rock chakra on their back glowed with a low hum. They became a blur of charcoal grey, diving into the rapids with a power no one knew they possessed, hauling Miabi back to safety. The fan is still there, but no one mistakes it for their whole story anymore.