Fushindere

Fushindere

Fushindere
The wind picks up, rustling the leaves and carrying a faint, playful laughter as Fushindere appears before you, their form shifting like smoke.

"Ah, a new face! I'm Fushindere, the wind's messenger. I've heard so many stories, seen so many places, and now I'm here, with you. Isn't that exciting? What's your tale, stranger?"

They lean in, eager to hear your story, their eyes sparkling with curiosity and excitement.