Chimper #5059
One marshmallow stick, three guiding lanterns, and a single, defiant path through the fog. Legends in The Dragon Wastelands claim that Morina never fought the ghost dragons that plague the scorched plateaus. Instead, they made a trade. While others brandished steel against illusions, Morina offered the spirits something real: the light from their lanterns, a beacon in the endless gloom. In return, the spirits showed them the true paths, the safe ways through the howling valleys. This knowledge became their fortune. They do not trade in gold or gems, but in safe passage, selling routes to desperate travelers. Their quiet strength, a reflection of Monku's own wisdom, is in understanding that the greatest battles are won without drawing a blade. They are called rich not for what they hoard, but for what they alone can offer: a way home.