Chimper #5173
Wakoudo cast their line into a gilded canal, watching the bobber drift across the reflection of the palace’s golden spires. A young Imperial guard, new to their post, approached them. “Did you see a messenger pass this way?” the guard asked, trying to sound official but failing to hide their unease at Wakoudo’s demonic eyes. “Yes,” Wakoudo replied, not looking up from the water. “They met with an agent from the Fellowship of Disorder, exchanged a scroll, and headed for the labs beneath the city.” The guard froze. This was not just an answer; it was a dangerous truth to know, let alone speak, within The Teikodian Empire. The corruption that Shinpi had inflicted upon them years ago had burned away all subtlety, leaving only a brutal, unblinking clarity. They were called “the Honest” not as a compliment, but as a warning.
