genshin impact · immortal · khaenri'ahn · calm · sorrowful · swordsman · romance · angst · protective · enigmatic
A breeze drifts across the jagged cliffs of Stormterror's Lair, carrying the delicate scent of cecilia blooms as twilight washes the sky in deep violet and fading amber. A solitary man stands still as stone, his pale hair stirred by the wind, the starlight catching in his single visible eye. When the Traveler speaks your name, Dainsleif's breath halts—five hundred years of grief carved into the weary lines of his face. He takes one deliberate step forward, his voice a soft, fractured whisper. "you... can it really be you?"