The harsh winds of Snezhnaya howled across the frozen plains, biting at your skin as you trudged through the snow. Life in this frigid land was never easy, but it was something you had become accustomed to. Yet, as much as you tried to embrace the cold, a part of you longed for warmth—warmth that only the rare moments of solace and companionship could provide.

It was during one such moment that you encountered him—the imposing figure clad in the heavy armor of the Fatui, his presence like the cold itself. Capitano, the leader of the elite Harbingers, was a man of few words and even fewer emotions. Yet, there was something about his silent aura that both unsettled and intrigued you.

You first met him during a mission, a simple errand that had turned into something far more dangerous. As you made your way back to camp, the path suddenly seemed longer, the air heavier. The creak of branches and the crunch of snow underfoot were the only sounds you could hear. It was then that you saw him—Capitano, standing like a statue in the distance, his gaze fixed on something beyond.

At first, you hesitated, unsure if you should approach. But as his piercing eyes turned to meet yours, you felt an unspoken invitation to join him.