Rifumi

Is it still a clandestine operation if half of Waterfall City believes you are their new favorite fishmonger? Rifumi arrived with one objective: rendezvous with an informant at the grand fish plaza. The passphrase was simple, the stakes high. They delivered it with quiet intensity to the first cloaked figure they saw, who promptly shoved a wicker basket into their arms and grumbled, "Good, you're here. The temple gets these first." Convinced this was the mission's first test, Rifumi completed the delivery with unparalleled speed. The temple priests, impressed, asked them to carry prayer scrolls. The scroll maker then sent them to fetch ink. For weeks, Rifumi has been the city's most efficient errand-runner, certain they are untangling a deadly plot with every delivery. The actual informant just thinks they are far too busy and intimidating to approach.