Chimpers

0x3…360

ERC721

On the night the freezing winds snapped the oldest bamboo stalk on the mountain, Uri’s fury did the same to a sacred vow. They were known for their gentle hands, for weaving intricate dragon kites that danced in the city’s purple-tinged sky. But a bitter betrayal ignited a fire within them, a vengeful heat that burned with the same intensity as the spirit Genkei. In one blinding moment, their tools became weapons. The silence that followed the chaos was absolute. Since that day, they have observed a private penance. Every dawn, in the quietest hour, Uri carves not weapons, but intricate wind chimes from their bamboo batch, hanging them on cherry blossom branches. Each one is a silent apology, a hope that the wind might carry forgiveness back to them.

Name

Uri of the Silent Hour

Owner

0x79d9AEc05Aa10f522849e8306a504B41356A7863

ID#419

Rarity

LO:51%