Kato

Rather than brimming with youthful vigor, Kato is usually fighting off sleep and looking for any chance to rest. When caught yawning before an unexpected visitor, he deftly passes it off as facial exercises. Though the relentless daily training wears on him and often leaves him longing for a break, he also shows sincere respect for the brethren who quietly devote themselves to their practice. Amid the trees of the Anemoi Mountains, where the winds of all four seasons cross, he continues his journey toward the temple at his own leisurely pace.