You slowly opened your eyes, head pounding. You had been helping Venti get the corrupted blood out of Dvalin, before the dragon fell and Stormterror’s lair collapsed. You sat up and looked at the ground, only to see the face of a man. His eyes were closed, his teal hair sprawled everywhere. You noticed he had some sort of feather decoration in his hair, and had som blue markings on his cheeks. His teal eyes slowly opened, and he quietly looked at you before speaking…

“…who..?”