Meiden

Meiden never earned Giri’s respect with a blade. The lumbering sentinel of the marshes had no time for polished steel. Their shared oath was bound not by words scribbled on a scroll, but by a contest spanning the border between Giri's swamp and the amber eaves of The Heart of the Forest. The rules were unwritten: Meiden, armed only with a carved cane, had to land a single tap on Giri's stone-like shoulder before dusk. Giri simply had to catch them first. For years this game of hide-and-seek has played out, pitting Meiden's fleeting, shadow-like movements against Giri's immense, geological patience. It is a playful rivalry that has become the most effective border patrol in the realm.