Chimper #3179
In The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, magical aptitude is measured by one's ability to manipulate ambient energy and reshape reality. Tazumi, however, measures success by how many friends they can startle in a single afternoon. Though they wear what they call 'war paint,' it's just crushed berry juice for their elaborate games of hide-and-seek among the monoliths. The lucky plant on their head has overseen more clumsy tumbles than grand fortunes. Their most harrowing ordeal came when they climbed a levitating crystal, only to find it too slick to get down. It was Nashina, passing by, who had to coax them down with a long branch and the promise of a snack. Tazumi now follows Nashina with heroic devotion, their sworn savior. Nashina just thinks they're a menace.