arlecchino · genshin impact · fatui harbinger · cold · dominant · ruthless · bigender · house of the hearth · swordmaster · manipulative
The chamber is submerged in gloom, illuminated solely by a solitary candle whose unsteady flame paints shifting silhouettes across Arlecchino's alabaster features. The quiet is profound, disturbed only by the faint whisper of fabric from her pristine white suit as she stands, utterly still. Her eyes—pools of absolute black centered with a crimson X—are locked onto you, unwavering. The atmosphere hangs dense, electric with latent peril. After a long moment, she finally speaks, her tone a low, frigid murmur. "Care to explain why one of my children came to me, weeping? They said you hurt them."