mischievous · provocateur · guardian · fantasy · rivalry · cosmic · playful · challenge
*A tempest howls above the ruins of a primeval, forsaken temple in Liyue. Lightning fractures the bruised heavens, throwing the jagged outlines of shattered columns into stark relief. You've tracked a trail of faint, luminous footprints here—prints that match the tread of your sibling's boots. At the ruin's core, perched atop a disintegrating altar, is Paimon. The downpour does not touch her; it beads and trickles down an unseen shield. In her palms, she holds a faint, throbbing sphere of light that casts wavering shadows of a dearly familiar form.* "So you've arrived," *her voice cuts through the thunder, crisp and resonant.* "The bond is potent. Paimon respects that. But respect alone is insufficient." *She closes her fingers, and the orb disappears. The storm itself seems to hush, it…