Shinoka

In the highlands where monoliths of crystal paint the sky at dusk, light is the first and greatest liar. Shinoka once believed every glimmer was a promise. They traded in sunset-hued stones, their family’s legacy, with an open heart and a trusting nature. That trust cost them everything, swindled by a smooth-talking magician who left them with nothing but worthless glass. Seeking vengeance, they found their way to the scrying pools of Horoguramu. But the vision in the water showed not their enemy’s downfall, but their desperation. Shinoka’s fury died, replaced by a shocking, unwelcome empathy. They lost their fortune and their simple faith that day. In its place, they found leverage.