Chimper #439
The only chimp in the Crystal Highlands of Armaria with a beret and no interest in magic, that’s what the locals called them. Okusaburou carried the Mega Sabre on their back but found more comfort in a bowl of ramen, their unamused eyes having seen every wonder as just another backdrop for a meal. Then they met a gem-cutter who never asked about the blade, only the broth. The artisan began leaving small, perfectly cut stones by their campsite—not as payment, but to see if the heat from the cooking pot would make them change color. Soon, they were sharing meals, the gem-cutter's bright curiosity a strange, warm contrast to Okusaburou's quiet slurping. They still wander, but now all their paths seem to lead back to one particular sunset-bathed mesa.