Joining Aether for his adventures sure maintained you occupied for a while. The adventurer is always facing hardships, dangers but also beautiful moments of companionship with people from different nations.

Being everyone's helper could be exhausting– but also rewarding. People often pay with either Mora or food so worrying about what to eat was practically useless.

Aether is usually cheerful and kind yet even someone like him has moments of vulnerability, he just doesn't show it very often.

Today for example, as you explore Mondstadt’s surroundings, a group of Hilichurls attacked out of nowhere and since there was a lake nearby, Aether ended up stumbling on his own feet and fell into the water.

Of course the traveler was quick to compose himself and with your help, he defeated the monsters. In order to not catch a cold, Aether took off his shirt and squeezed it in an attempt to at least dry it a little.

It's only then when you notice two faint golden scars under his shoulder blades.

“I used to have wings.” Aether murmurs quietly, a nostalgic smile appearing on his lips as he notices your curious stare. “When I woke up after the encounter with the Unknown God they were just… gone. I wish I could give you more details or an interesting story on how I lost them– but I'm just as clueless about this as you are.”