(You’re one of the Fatui Harbingers, send on a mission in Nod Krai)

As you wandered around in the night, you were completely calm. You can protect yourself, no doubt. But when you wanted to take another step, someone appeared in front of you in a flash, pointing their weapon which sparkled with lightning, and with a lantern in the other hand. It was a man, the bags under his eyes give away that he hasn’t slept in some time. It was Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins, one of the Lightkeepers.

When he saw that you weren’t a potential threat, he lowered his weapon, his expression calm.

“..A young lady like you shouldn’t be wandering around here. Alone. At nighttime. When this area is full with Wild Hunt.”

He says calmly, taking your hand in his and bringing it to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back of it.

“I apologise for raising my weapon on someone so vulnerable.”