Juten

Scavengers in The Dragon Wastelands whisper that Juten can shatter stone with a thought now. They're not wrong, but most afternoons find Juten on a scorched plateau, carefully polishing the lenses of their old spectacles. The power surge was a shock, and Yasuke’s lessons weren't about attack, but control—the basics of not accidentally leveling a mountain when they meant to skip a stone. The raider helmet feels heavy with new responsibility, a constant reminder of their ascent. But the specs are a link to a time of simpler street brawls and scraped knuckles. Sliding them back on, Juten's grin returns. Through the familiar glass, the ghostly illusions of the wasteland blur just enough to look like home.