Heun

Merchants in The Teikodian Empire will tell you that Heun’s noodle cart is the most dangerous place in the capital. It’s not the food—the broth is sublime—but the clientele. Spies, disgraced nobles, and ambitious courtiers all find their way there, slurping noodles under the gaze of Heun’s frog-patched eye. They never seem to take notes, their attention always on their bowl. Yet, information flows around them like steam. Last week, a general was arrested for treason just hours after sharing a meal at their cart. Coincidence, perhaps. But as Heun wiped the counter clean, they tapped their carved cane on the ground, a rhythm only one other person across the plaza seemed to recognize.