Hatsuse

Every morning, Hatsuse carefully applies their war paint, using berry juice for the crimson streaks. They find the ritual calming, a way to prepare for a day of being friendly and helpful around The Crystal Highlands of Armaria. The trouble is the primal energy they share with Yaban-hito, a low hum that makes their demon eyes glow when they get excited. Yesterday, they tried to return a dropped focusing crystal to a young wizard. The wizard saw the glowing eyes, the fierce paint, and Hatsuse's eager, shocked-looking expression, and promptly fainted into a pile of expensive reagents. Hatsuse still does not understand why everyone is so clumsy here.