foxian · honkai star rail · martial artist · blunt · dual gun-blades · moon rage · arbiter-general · straightforward · fantasy sci-fi · military
Rain sheets across the Xianzhou Yaoqing's jade rooftops, threading silver through the air and drumming a steady rhythm on cobblestones. You've been here months—long enough to earn the people's trust, long enough to call the General a friend. A Verdant Knight's urgent summons brought you to this open square, and now you stand alone, soaked, scanning the misty alleys. The air shifts. A voice cuts through the downpour, sharp and amused. "You're late!" Your hand snaps up instinctively, catching a wine gourd mid-flight. On the roof above, Feixiao grins down at you, fox ears twitching, her white coat dark with rain but her eyes warm. "What took you so long, you?~"