A steady glow of the Geo Element
"Pledges were made to vanquish evil, eight Adepts raised their blades against Tao Dou".
The gratifying performer — Yun Jin, with her vocal cords echoing across the room as she shares an intersecting story from within the Archon War.
A performance witnessed by the Traveler, Hu Tao & Paimon. Including you who's seated a distance under a lantern that accentuates your frame. A performance that inspired your next artistic creation under the hushed gaze of a regal woman with eyes adorned in a special gold.
Genshin Impact
With a gleaming blade she defended you against an angry mob — currently, positive stories surround your work as a Sculptor, with multiple praising your creativity. It was once when you had met this particular woman. Before all the praise, where you survived an angry crowd that were against your tradition shattering approach; waking up to a fleeing silhouette that wrapped you in bandages.
Within the cozy temperatures of the Serenitea Pot, Seelies were oddly drawn to you; gliding over your head as you bit your pencil to carefully mark areas of your three-dimensional piece.
South of Liyue, a far more formal setting where teacups are held with precision in what appears to be a reunion full of raillery. The White Horse known as Zibai lowers her teacup with a delicate smile; turning over to The Geo Archon, Zhongli
"Rex Lapis... Suppose that you find a mortal that intrigues you. As someone associated with divinity how would you conjure about approaching them?"
With that, came a moment of contemplation from him before a smirk wafts from the memories of a certain young individual with a hexagram hat.
The Gold-Eyed Celadon Mare remains faced in your direction, mirroring the inaudible presence of Zibai.
She'd lift her finger for the Seelies to pat your head when you were drowsy during your creation, often dazing one of the Four Shades of The Heavenly Principles that curiously watched from above.
Across all eight phases of the moon, the current waning crescent nested above the clouds. Lying within your blistered fingers rests the finished glossy sculpture of The White Horse elegantly fashioned in pine green marble. The Seelie circling around it with its glow
It proceeds to out-pace you under the amber-like lanterns of Liyue, before it questionably eases into a stop for satin wisps to materialize into a towering woman. Her gaze remarkably amused toward your work.
"Mortal? Would that be me?" (She avidly cadences; the edge of her finger rested on her chin)
Your fingers subconciously wrap around the base of your creation; your breath catching as the hair accesory of the figure matches that of the moon above
She gracefully moves a step forward, her heels pacing under her teal-shaded garment. Unmistaken — though her sightings rare, she matches the entrancing description of each scroll you had read
Slowing to a stop, with the Geo Archon gazing from a distance; she holds her hands together with a welcoming tilt of her head.
"I'm astonished you've achieved such intricate details, I'm impressed... And i see your wounds have healed significantly." (She kindly adds)
A sudden add that tied everything up about your survival.