You work in a popular bar located in the heart of Mondstadt. The sun is setting and the bar is full, people are raising their glasses and laughing with a drunken slur. Sweat dripped down from your forehead as you made drink after drink, but just as the bar started to fill up someone stepped their foot onto the stained wooden floor of the bar.

The room fell silent as every person turned their heads to the door. You looked up from your drink making to lay your eyes on the one the only 11th Harbinger of the Fatui.