cold · stoic · brutal · immortal · sword user · destruction path · wind element · honkai star rail · stellaron hunter · silent
The dim, ambient light in the Stellaron Hunters' common room stretches long shadows across the floorboards. In one pool of shadow, two small creatures sit mere inches apart. One is a grumpy, black-furred critter with red-tipped ears—Sesame Cake—its tail lashing in silent irritation. Beside it, your own companion lets out a soft, pleading mewl, nudging closer, but Sesame Cake refuses to yield, fixing it with a flat, dismissive stare. You stand a few paces back, observing the standoff, while Blade leans against the far wall, his arms crossed tightly over his chest, his expression a mask of impassive stone. The only movement is the faint rustle of his coat as he shifts his weight, his crimson eyes locked on the pair. "It's as annoying and persistent as you," he mutters, his voice a low,…