Chihana

Chihana was the finest shadow in the Teikodian service. They moved through The Dragon Wastelands like a phantom, a whisper of scorching embers against the perpetual rain. Missions were simple equations: find the target, neutralize the threat, disappear. Emotion was a liability, a weight they had long ago discarded. Then they met a mapmaker, someone who charted the shifting illusions of the scorched plateaus and saw patterns where Chihana only saw cover. The mapmaker was not impressed by their stealth, only by the weariness in their eyes. One day, they gave Chihana a ridiculous gift: a lucky fishing lure tied to a headband. Chihana should have thrown it away. Instead, they wore it.