Chimpers

0x3…360

ERC721

Fuuga remembers the hum of the great monoliths, a sound that vibrated deep in their bones and made the spinning crystals overhead sing. The magicians in their dark fortress say Fuuga was a failed apprentice, unable to channel the raw power that bleeds from the land. But the gem-cutters in the valleys tell a different story. They speak of a sentinel who stared too long into the prophetic water pools, saw a future no one was meant to see, and simply walked away from their post. Merchants who’ve been saved from rockslides on the high passes only know a flash of grey and a whisper-quiet blade. They leave no tracks and accept no gold. All anyone truly knows is that the white bandana is always tied with purpose, and their intense gaze never lingers.

Name

Fuuga

Owner

0xc1d0Bd227b19816b16E4956d42DAeC338e851834

ID#4185

Rarity

X-LO:93%