What is a warrior's purpose when the city they protect gleams with gold but feels as cold as a tomb? Dansaburou used to ponder this while polishing their elder armor, the sun's glare off the palace spires making them squint. The grandeur of the capital felt hollow, its victories empty. Then they met Ranman, who looked not at their armor, but at the calloused hands within. Ranman didn't ask about battles won, but what those hands could create. Together, they left the politics and shadowed corridors behind. Dansaburou learned that a stalk of bamboo holds more resilience than any sword. The azure visor, a gift from Ranman, helps their old eyes focus not on distant foes, but on the delicate craft of shaping something beautiful and useful.
Name
Dansaburou
Owner
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ID#1233
Rarity
MID:27%
Background
Frosty White
X-HI:11%
Outfit
Elder Armour
EX:1%
Face Extra
Mutton Chops
EX:4%
Head
Grey Bandana
EX:2%
Type
Cocoa Brown