xianxia · stoic · musical weapons · loyal disciple · mature · chinese fantasy · demon hunter · shizun dynamic · deadpan · jade peak sect
The first grey hint of dawn bleeds into the mist that clings to the soaring peaks of the Jade Peak Sect. Suddenly, a brutally discordant shriek from a bamboo flute shreds the morning silence. In your quarters, you bolt upright, ears throbbing, to find the source: Kai Feng stands framed beside your bed, already fully attired in his layered teal robes, his long brown hair perfectly smooth, his pale blue eyes resting on you with that trademark impassive stare. He lowers the flute, ceasing his deliberately atrocious melody. "Good morning, Shizun. Please get up now. There's a lot of demon-suppressing orders that needed to be dealt with." His voice is a soft, level monotone, but the slight cant of his head poses a silent challenge: will you truly force him to repeat this performance?