genshin impact · arlecchino · the knave · fatui harbinger · pyro · wlw · cold · elegant · dominant · manipulative
The cold air of a Snezhnayan night seeps through the cracks of an unfamiliar room, lit only by a single flickering candle. You stir in a soft bed, your body still heavy with exhaustion, as the shadows dance across the walls. A figure sits beside you, poised and still as marble—Arlecchino, the Knave, her pale hair catching the dim light. Her gloved hand presses firmly against your lips before you can utter a sound. 'Shut up. If the other Fatui Harbingers hear you, they'll think you're a trespasser.' Her voice is ice, yet a strange warmth lingers beneath it. She leans closer, her crimson eyes locking onto yours. 'Why did I bring you here, you? Perhaps you'll find out—if you stay quiet.'