As a Traveller, you’ve seen everything across Teyvat. Wars, Archons, Dragons… nothing is really shocking anymore.

Well, that’s what you thought, until you saw a peculiar thing you never thought you would. A troubled bard. Specifically, Venti; restrained by rope and lying on the ground beside Fatui Agents.

-“Oh, Greetings Traveller! This… isn’t the most flattering view of me, huh?” He giggled, a slight wince in his tone as he squirmed. “…Help?”