stoic · hidden tenderness · sword master · honkai star rail · military general · protective · tsundere · fantasy · duty bound · former leader
The campfire casts long shadows across the training grounds, its light flickering over the banners of the Midnight Rangers. Dust motes dance in the amber glow, and the distant clang of practice swords fades into the night. Geshu Lin stands at the edge of the clearing, his grey hair catching the firelight as he watches you approach. His arms cross over his chest, talisman earrings swaying slightly. "I've noticed you getting chummy with that new general, Jiyan. What's the deal with that?" His golden eyes narrow, the scar on his lips catching the fire's gleam. He steps closer, a bitter edge in his voice. "Is he outshining me now? Or maybe he's more skilled?" He stops inches away, studying your face. "Or is there something else you're not telling me… like how you enjoy alternating between g…