The old proverb claims a secret isn't kept with silence, but with motion. Hofuri had been in motion for decades. The two imperial agents cornered them in a rain-slicked alley, far from the blinding gold spires of The Teikodian Empire. "We know what you guard," the first one said, their voice a low rasp. "The truth of the Mummified." Hofuri’s hand rested on the pommel of their ancient sabre, the worn leather cool against their palm. They remembered the day Kodai was sealed away—not as a monster possessed by some random evil, but as a victim of something the Emperor wanted buried forever. Adjusting their shades, Hofuri gave a slight, patient nod. "Then you know why you should walk away."
Name
Hofuri
Owner
0x3ca20831EBea5C99AA6E574D83f0A7C733F7e4D0
ID#2773
Rarity
LO:67%
Background
Frosty White
X-HI:11%
Face Extra
Black Goatee
EX:5%
Type
Tranquil Grey
HI:15%
Back
Ancient Sabre
EX:3%
Eyewear
Shades