Without fail, Chirune begins every training session with a steaming bowl of ramen. In the grand plazas of The Teikodian Empire, this earned them more ridicule than respect. Other trainees saw a glutton, not a focused warrior, someone more interested in broth than blade work. The turning point came during a patrol in the palace's shadowed underbelly. When assassins struck, Chirune's bowl didn't just fall—it was placed on the floor with deliberate speed. What followed was a blur of motion so fluid and economical it seemed impossible. Every calorie was converted into a precise, lethal dance. A veteran guard, the only other survivor, later called them "Sleek." The name stuck, a paradox they wear as proudly as their crimson cap.
Name
Chirune the Sleek
Owner
0x4Fcf7652e1c1C7798C57f9062eA6b4007B14453f
ID#1286
Rarity
LO:58%
Background
Frosty White
X-HI:11%
Outfit
Layered Up
EX:3%
Face Extra
Slurping Ramen
EX:3%
Head
Crimson Red Cap
EX:3%
Type
Iconic Brown