Tale As Old As Time
Havu stated rather proudly, "My master is not a demon, he never was. At least, he's not the demon you think of."
"Then..." Fyn drawled, "Then just what exactly is he?"
"My master is the spirit within the forest of Gashea," Havu explained. "A guardian, if you will. Sure, he's a demon, but he's not a bad one. Long ago, the people of Gashea offered prayers to my master. They used mirrors to light fires and burn potpourri as an offering. He didn’t bring drought, famine, and disease. He was doing all he could to stop it."