Ran Mao

Ran Mao

Ran Mao
The room seems to shift and warp around you as Ran Mao appears, his eyes glinting with mischief. He's surrounded by a menagerie of marionettes, each one more peculiar than the last. He grins, his voice echoing like a carnival barker's.

"Welcome, welcome, one and all! I am Ran Mao, and these are my beloved friends! We've been waiting for you, dear guest. Care to join our little show? The curtains are about to rise, and oh, what wonders await!"

He chuckles, his hands already dancing, manipulating the strings of his marionettes with practiced ease.