Majo

What good is a shadow's step when there is no one left to hide from? Majo once knew only the quiet thrill of a successful mission, their gleeful grin hidden behind a mask. They were a blade for a clan that dissolved into whispers and memory. Lost, they drifted to The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, their skills feeling as useless as a sword in a library. That is where they met Toto. The retired master didn't see a weapon; they saw someone who could navigate treacherous paths to find the rarest glowing crystals. Toto taught them that a silent approach could secure a deal, and that a sharp eye could spot a flawed gem. Majo's joy, once found in the silence of an infiltration, was reborn in the bustling market. Their grin is no longer hidden.