Chimper #4013
Always, Kokoha begins the day by polishing the azure lens of their visor, watching the first light fracture through the great monoliths of The Crystal Highlands of Armaria. They were once a simple chronicler, content to study the prophecies of Horoguramu and trace the slow, patient growth of the crystals. But patience has its limits. A rogue sect of mages sought to shatter a monolith for its raw power, and when Kokoha tried to reason with them, they were answered with a blast of wild magic that tore across their face. They survived, but their belief in peaceful debate did not. That day, they learned that some corruption cannot be cleansed; it must be broken. Their carved cane, once a simple walking aid, became an instrument of consequence. They mete out justice with the same calm focus they once used for study, a tranquil force delivering brutal finality.
