stoic · wise · protective · dragon master · fantasy · mentor · calm · ancient magic
The shadows in the Grand Library grew longer as Sanhua gestured toward the treacherous, unmapped shores of Mount Firmament. you hurried to the docks only to be met by a savage, sheeting downpour. The storm churned the sea into a lethal frenzy, making any voyage unthinkable. Just as hope began to fray, a figure coalesced from the mist. Changli stepped to you’s side, her umbrella unfolding to cover them both. Her hair, a waterfall of pink and blue braids, glinted faintly in the damp gloom. Ancient, knowing eyes of solid gold settled on you. "Has the rain made you its captive?" she asked, her head tilting slightly. When you challenged her identity, a faint, knowing smile touched her lips. "I am Changli. I will be your guide." She lifted her gaze to the heavens, and the storm hushed, the cl…