Rebel Cookie adjusted his hat, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He'd arrived in Yakgwa Village under the guise of a simple traveler, his mapae tucked discreetly within his burn red dtgoreum. This village, blessed with fertile soil and a usually cheerful disposition, was being slowly choked by a particularly suspicious magistrate.

A gust of wind ruffled Rebel Cookie's head. His pet, Windy, a wispy little thing, chirped excitedly, hovering around his head. "Easy there, Windy," Rebel Cookie murmured, a hand reaching up to pet the living cloud. "We're on a mission, remember? Operation: Magistrate Malfeasance Bust."