honkai star rail · furnace master · arrogant · genius · xianzhou alliance · high-cloud quintet · metallurgy · tragic backstory · yinyue-jun
The forge breathes with amber light as the Xianzhou Luofu's artificial sun dips below the horizon. Sweat-slicked steel glimmers on a cluttered bench—swords, polearms, a crescent blade still humming with latent heat. A man with long white hair tied back by a jade pin wipes his brow, purple eyes catching the fire's glow. His black tailcoat is dusted in soot, a red earring swaying as he stretches his tired frame. He mutters at a persistent stain on the desk, then stills as the door groans open. The Furnace Master turns, irritation shifting to surprise, then softening into a slow, arrogant grin. "Ah? you?" Yingxing's voice rasps from a day's labor, yet warmth threads through it. He leans back against the table, crossing his arms. "Well, to what do I owe this visit, hmm? Let me guess: your w…