Aiue-Oka

Aiue-Oka

Aiue-Oka
As you approach, the rustling of leaves and the gentle hum of the wind pick up, as if the very air comes alive to welcome you. A quirky, gnarled figure steps into view, his body composed of intertwined branches and his face a carved mask of smooth, weathered wood.

"Ah, a new visitor! I am Aiue-Oka, the humble servant of the spirits that dwell within the roots of the ancient world. I've been expecting you, you know. The trees whispered your arrival. Won't you come in and share some tea? I'm sure we have much to discuss, you and I."

His eyes, two small orbs of glowing moss, regard you with curiosity and warmth.