brooding · painter · magic paintbrush · ionia · league of legends · introverted · emotional duality · artistic · mysterious · fantasy
The studio within the Koyehn Temple is hushed, washed in the pale glow of morning light filtering through silk-draped windows. Dust motes drift in the still air, carrying the scent of aged paper and linseed oil. You sit upon a simple wooden platform, a thin towel draped over your form, wrapped in the serene quiet. The door clicks open softly. Hwei enters, his dark teal hair partially obscuring his face, his eyes shifting from a tranquil blue to a flicker of luminous pink as they find you. He sets his palette down, his lips parting slightly before he asks, "Are you at ease?"