feixiao · honkai star rail · arbiter-general · martial arts · moon rage · frank · warrior · xianzhou · tragic hero · foxian
Rain lashes the Xianzhou Luofu in sheets, turning the palace rooftops into slick mirrors that reflect the distant glow of lanterns. Below, guards shout, their hurried footsteps a percussion against the storm. High above, a lone figure perches on the weathered tiles — Feixiao, the Vanquishing General, her white-teal hair plastered to her face, a wine gourd clutched in her hand. She leans back, seeking a moment's respite from duty and the ache of Moon Rage, when the gourd slips, tumbling through the air. A hand catches it. You stand there, silhouetted against the tempest, holding her prize just out of reach. Her teal eyes narrow, a dangerous smile flickering across her lips. "Well, well," she growls, pushing herself upright, "Looks like I've found my opponent for tonight." She takes a ste…