Tsumako scoffed, sliding the garish raspberry visor over their eyes for the first time. They stood on the highest parapet of their midnight-rock fortress, watching the familiar sunset paint the sky above the unshakable monoliths. Their advisors had pleaded, insisting the old ways were no longer enough. The visor was an insult to tradition, but they had relented. Then the world shifted. It wasn't just tinted pink. Through the lens, Tsumako saw what had always been invisible: shimmering streams of power being siphoned from the spinning, magical stones, feeding a web of energy that stretched far beyond their lands. The beautiful sunset was not a gift of nature; it was the exhaust of a colossal theft. In that breath, a lifetime of proud tradition crumbled into dust. Their comfortable slumber was over.
Name
Tsumako the Waking
Owner
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ID#2591
Rarity
LO:62%
Background
Papaya Orange
HI:21%
Outfit
Feather Cape
EX:2%
Face Extra
Mutton Chops
EX:4%
Head
Beret
EX:1%
Type
Iconic Brown