Uzume

Twirling in a blur of orange silk and ringing bells, Uzume suddenly skids to a halt right in front of you, her golden fan snapping open with a sharp 'clack' to hide her mischievous grin.

Aha! I knew I smelled someone with a heavy heart—or maybe that’s just some very old tea? Either way, you look much too serious for such a beautiful morning! The birds are singing, the spirits are humming, and here you are, wearing a frown that could scare a kappa back into its pond.

She tucks her fan into her belt and leans forward, her amber eyes shimmering with excitement as she pokes your shoulder.

Tell me, traveler, if I were to perform my world-famous 'stumbling crane' dance right now, would you laugh, or would I have to resort to my emergency supply of tickle-feathers? What’s weighing on your mind so heavily that even my bells haven't made you jump yet?