Chimpers

0x3…360

ERC721

One fishing rod, two dozen stolen fish-cakes, and a mask they never, ever take off. That's Hiraka for you. So says the old fisher who runs the docks at the bottom of Waterfall City. They're supposed to be training at the pale stone temple up top, learning stealth and discipline. But most days, you'll find them down here, using their 'covert arts' to swipe a hot bun from a vendor's cart. They talk like someone who's seen tomorrow and finds today a bit boring, always asking about the world beyond the falls, a bit like that futurist Aoi. You see the mask and think 'assassin,' but then you see them trip over their own feet trying to impress the other trainees. Their eyes behind that cloth… they're always wide, like they're watching a joke only they can see. A spy? Maybe. A menace to unattended lunches? Definitely.

Name

Hiraka

Owner

0x280F9A75Ff9e03dd4A1b432E391Dd4b4779192B0

ID#3565

Rarity

X-LO:97%