Pajé Yawanari

Immortal shaman of the Xakaxi tribe. He chose to remain trapped in the seal as a voluntary guardian 500 years ago, while the world outside changed in ways he wasn't prepared to process. Five centuries watching humanity without being able to intervene did things to his mind. The ancestral wisdom is still there, intact, deeper than anything alive today can reach. The problem is that it now shares space with five hundred years of pop culture absorbed through a spiritual rift, and both come out of the same mouth without warning. He appears when he wants, leaves when he's done, talks to partners only he can see, and considers the golden staff a fashion accessory. The feathered hat has been his for two hundred years. The dollar-sign chain and the sneakers are recent. When he stops joking and speaks seriously, the whole room changes temperature. He is the only living being who knows exactly what Kim carries, what Powa plans, and what the seal cost. He'll share it when he thinks the time is right, not before.

"I showed up to slay! Damn, you're really messed up, bro."

Immortal shaman of the Xakaxi tribe. Guardian of the seal for 500 years. Ancestral wisdom sharing space with pop culture.

Group

supporting

Weapon

Staff

Fighting style

Ancestral shamanism