Funae

When the pale tree gateway snapped shut with a sound like cracking bone, Funae was stranded. Worse, they were stranded with Yomi, a gruff survivalist who thought Funae’s polished platinum sheen was an invitation for every predator in The Underworld. Funae relied on their azure visor to read the unnatural weather patterns; Yomi taught them to read tracks in the ash. While Funae’s recon headset picked up the whispers of approaching cultists, Yomi showed them which caves muffled sound. Yomi even stopped laughing at the fishing rod after Funae used it to snag a floating crystal for light. They are a terrible match, a mismatched set of tools, but they are each other's only way out.