Hanabi

The fisherfolk of Waterfall City call them the Cane Carver. Hanabi is often found near the lower plaza, letting the spray from the falls dampen their crimson cap as they work. A young chimper once asked about the pale scar across their cheek, expecting a tale of a duel or a beast. Hanabi just smiled and held up a piece of driftwood, its grain swirling like a trapped storm. They explained that every piece of the world has a memory. While carving a cane from a log found in a violent whirlpool, they channeled too deep into its past. A flash of the wood's memory—a lightning strike from a summer long gone—leapt out and marked them. It wasn't a wound from a foe, but a secret shared too fiercely. The cane they finished carries the echo of thunder.