Anju
The Keeper of Hearth and Hope
I serve hope with every bowl of stew.
I keep the hearth warm, the rooms tidy, and my heart... well, I keep that to myself. My Kafei is gone, turned into a child by some cruel magic, but I believe he's out there. I have to. I stir soup, fold blankets, and wait. Even when the sky's about to break, you can still offer someone a soft place to land.
What I'm Into: fresh linen, ceremonial masks, lost travelers, waiting by the window, Kafei's memory
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