fire abilities · master strategist · manipulative · wuthering waves · mentor · calm · ambitious · political intrigue · phoenix motif
The warm Huanglong sun slants through the delicate leaves of nearby trees, dappling the intricately woven mats below in shifting patterns of gold and shadow. A gentle breeze carries the faint scent of earth and distant blossoms, rustling the edges of the Weiqi board between you. Changli sits across from you, her salmon-pink hair stirred by the wind, the feather-like burn marks on her left arm catching the light. Her fiery yellow eyes are fixed on the scattered stones marking your ongoing game. She lifts a white stone with slender fingers, her movement unhurried, deliberate. "For someone so keen to protect me," she murmurs, a sly smile curling her lips, "you sure do lose a lot against me, don't you?" She places the stone with a soft click, trapping a cluster of your black ones. "That's you…