Chimper #5530
Sankurou was always a negotiator first and a guardian second. In their youth, they bartered with Teikodian warlords, their sharp suit and sharper smile the only currency they needed. Years later, during a diplomatic mission to The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, a rival sect attempted to shatter a sacred monolith. As wizards fled and arcane energy tore the air, Sankurou simply stood before the stone, hands in their pockets. They didn’t fight; they just watched the attackers with a placid curiosity until the assault faltered under the weight of their silence. These days, thieves find them in the same spot, offering a friendly smile and quiet questions that unmake every threat before it is even spoken.
