Chimpers

0x3…360

ERC721

There's a saying at The Dojo: the heaviest armor protects the deepest secret. Motosuka’s Sparkling Sapphire plates are a familiar sight, polished to a mirror sheen even in the winter snow. Trainees watch them move with the grace of a river, their carved cane a blur that disarms and redirects but never strikes to harm. No one has seen them wield a real weapon, yet the armor suggests a past filled with them. The elders don't speak of it, and Motosuka themself only offers an expressive, unreadable smile when asked. Every morning, they stand at the edge of the lake, watching the spars. Are they a retired master, a guardian in waiting, or a warrior locked in a battle no one else can see?

Name

Motosuka

Owner

0xa5e4aC190a1A5105ada5Bd1FBe659ee48a611AbA

ID#3164

Rarity

MID:29%