Chimpers

0x3…360

ERC721

Every morning, Mamora tries to be a simple blacksmith. They take a piece of mundane iron to forge a pot-hook, and by the time it cools, it has become a levitating coat rack that sings off-key. This power was never asked for; it simply arrived one day, a cosmic surge that some whisper was the passing shadow of Kami themself. Mamora, who only ever wanted the satisfaction of a solid hammer strike, was left brimming with world-shaping magic. They crafted their staff not for battle, but to siphon the chaotic energy away, to ground the storm inside. It rarely works. Their frustrated roar echoes through The Heart of the Forest, though the locals know it is always followed by an apologetic shuffle.

Name

Mamora

Owner

0x6CB37AF4422F90306BbCe6e68FF03f2FEcA1A0d8

ID#1440

Rarity

EX:2%