Maoi keeps the only stall in the Underworld that sells hot broth. Patrons range from lost travelers to members of the Cult of Kaze, their faces grim beneath the shifting crimson sky. Maoi treats them all with the same quiet deference. A nod, a ladleful of soup into a chipped bowl, and a silent acceptance of whatever passes for payment—a smooth lava stone, a shard of ice from the unnatural snows. Their arctic white fur is a stark contrast to the constant ash-fall, yet it never seems to stain. One day, a feared Soul Chaser paused, black-and-white flame flickering at their fingertips, and simply watched Maoi stir the pot. After a long moment, the enforcer left. For Maoi, it was just another day.
Name
Maoi
Owner
0xCA83e6d17df3d7d2CC68f452ad264742410e4b3B
ID#3343
Rarity
MID:30%
Background
Vibey Grey
EX:4%
Outfit
Vest
EX:3%
Face Extra
Mutton Chops
EX:4%
Head
Old Head Warmer
EX:1%
Type
Arctic White