Kobari

Three days after their head-first dive into the waters of Waterfall City to consult Namazu, Kobari emerged with a prophecy. Not of war, but of noodles. The spirit had shown them a vision of a broth so perfect it could make the statues in the plaza weep. Donning their apron, they channeled their rock chakra not for battle, but to grind peppercorns with geological precision. Their focus was absolute. Too absolute. They failed to notice a particularly slick eel being traded on the steps below their stall. The resulting fall was a masterpiece of flailing limbs. The scar across their face wasn't from a blade, but from a very angry, airborne wok. The broth never materialized, but they did invent Eel-Surprise Dumplings. Everyone assumes the scar is from a grand battle; Kobari just nods intensely and offers them a sample.