Chimper #4837
Every morning, Ikurei performs a full ship's inspection on the single, unnaturally shiny apple impaled on their stick. They check for rot, polish out smudges, and log its condition with the solemnity of a captain charting a course through a storm. They were a real captain once, commanding a proud vessel from The Teikodian Empire on a quest to find an orchard that defied death. They found something else entirely in a cursed fog. Now, the only crew they have are the whispering ghosts of their former shipmates, who mostly just complain about the lack of sea shanties. Ikurei wears the ninja mask to hide their undead features, convinced it makes them look inconspicuous. Their grand voyage ended in absolute failure, but their duty, as they see it, did not. The apple must be protected at all costs.