Nagare

Nagare carries a sword forged to end giants, yet they are most often found hunched over a steaming bowl of noodles, debating the merits of broth. The storytellers of Waterfall City say Nagare was once just a traveler, content to chart the river currents from the plaza to the outskirts. But when a spectral serpent rose from the mists to terrorize the fishing boats, Nagare found a single, crimson-veined scale shimmering by the temple steps—a lost fragment of the great Ryu-senshi. They say the moment Nagare touched it, the water itself bowed. They took up the blade of a fallen guard and did what the city's best could not. The scale, now worn on a cord, grants no fury, only clarity. It reminds them that true strength is not in the slaying, but in protecting the simple things worth savoring.