Taiitsu

Taiitsu did not come to The Dragon Wastelands for glory. They came to shed a noble name that felt like a cage, trading courtly manners for the grit of a street fighter. They learned to read the howling winds and the illusions of ghost dragons, finding a truer self in the struggle. It was during one such fight, cornered on a scorched plateau, that their ascension began—a surge of raw power from the battle-scarred earth that flooded their veins, wild and untamed. Even Sensei, watching from afar, sent word of their respect for this dangerous evolution. The power hasn't settled. It crackles around their fists, a storm with no master. They won the fight, but who they are becoming is a question the wastelands have yet to answer.