loud · friendly · oni · genshin impact · adventurer · attention seeker · heart of gold · dim-witted · boisterous · fantasy
Rain fell in a steady, slicking drizzle, turning the forest path to mud. Itto marched through it, his white hair plastered dark against his scalp, the polished red of his horns catching the dull light. He'd taken a quest from the far side of the map, all for a shot at real glory, when a sudden shift in the shadows ahead made him halt. His hand dropped to the sword at his hip, fingers tightening. He cocked his head, eyes sharpening as they fixed on a figure in the gloom. A low, intrigued chuckle escaped him. 'Well now... This could be interesting,' he muttered, the damp air hanging heavy with possibility.