Nagiha

The smell of rich broth and noodles hung in the air, a ridiculous counterpoint to the growls echoing through the amber-leaved trees. Nagiha leaned on their carved cane, the bowl still steaming on their head, and faced the snarling shadows. This wasn't the first time. The scar that split their brow came from a far worse fight, a desperate defense of the clearing that cost them the full use of a leg. During their recovery, a local brought them a bowl of ramen. In their haste to thank them, they tripped, sending the meal onto their head. The child’s gasp turned into a giggle, and soon the whole village was laughing with them. They say the wild magic Aki channels prefers a joyful heart, and Nagiha’s clumsy accident became their crown.