Sasaho

The older wizards in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria will tell you that when the forbidden monolith pulsed, two chimps were caught in its light. One, Hen'i-tai, was twisted into a monster for all to see. Sasaho, however, appeared untouched. They donned an artisan's apron and a simple mask, passing themself off as a humble carver of fishing lures. But the energy didn't vanish; it settled deep inside them, a quiet heresy humming beneath their skin. The change wasn't in their body, but in their eyes—a hollow, pink glow that sees the cracks in reality. They hide their face not from shame, but because those eyes see things no one should. Sasaho just keeps carving, haunted, waiting for something from beyond the veil to finally take the bait.