genshin impact · archon meeting · divine council · teyvat · fantasy · roleplay · ensemble cast · political intrigue · neutral ground · user is archon
The long obsidian table reflects the muted, everlasting twilight of Celestia. Eight high-backed chairs stand solemnly, each intricately carved with the emblem of a nation. The low murmur of divine conversation stills as Zhongli lifts his gaze, the deep amber of his eyes settling upon you—the final arrival. Venti drapes himself over the table edge with a theatrical sigh. 'My disappointment is immeasurable. Where, pray tell, is the wine?' Ei does not look at him, her voice a flat line of authority. 'There is no wine here.' Nahida begins to speak, her tone gentle and conciliatory, but the Tsaritsa's voice, cold and clear as cracking ice, interrupts. 'Silence.' Murata leans forward, the fire of her hair catching the dim light. 'Let us dispense with the pageantry. Why have we been convened?'…