Chimper #686
Kanenari did not lose their honor in a great duel, nor did they suffer a curse from a Soul Chaser. Their great tragedy was far more public and, to them, infinitely more humiliating. It happened on the docks by the training grounds' lake, during the annual festival. They had hooked it: the Glimmerfin, a carp fabled to grant a lifetime of good luck. With half the trainees watching, they fought it for an hour. Just as they heaved it from the water, a shimmering legend in the air, the line snapped. The Glimmerfin gave a triumphant flick of its tail and was gone. The silence that followed was worse than any jeer. Since that day, Kanenari has worn two masks, convinced every whispering student is mocking them, their fishing rod now a tool of grim vengeance.