The scent of impossible spices, of broth simmered for a hundred sunsets, always arrives before Jougorou does. Legend in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria claims they were not born, but condensed from the steam rising off a forgotten hot spring, a spirit of nourishment given form. In a land of mages chasing cosmic power, Jougorou pursued a different alchemy. They were a shadow among the monoliths, a masked operative who could traverse sheer crystal faces to find not rare reagents for spells, but the one herb that tasted of a happy memory. They say Jougorou once crafted a single bowl of ramen so perfect, so infused with the essence of starlight and calm, that a warring wizard laid down their staff and wept. They do not sell food; they ladle out peace, one serving at a time.
Name
Jougorou
Owner
0x3ca20831EBea5C99AA6E574D83f0A7C733F7e4D0
ID#775
Rarity
X-LO:95%
Background
Papaya Orange
HI:21%
Outfit
Vest
EX:3%
Face Extra
Ninja Mask
X-HI:8%
Head
Ramen Hat
EX:3%
Type
Charcoal Grey