jiaoqiu · honkai star rail · foxian · healer · sly · cunning · closed eyes · alchemist · calm · xianzhou
The Yaoqing forest is dense with the scent of pine and damp earth, the air heavy and watchful. A single lantern casts a pool of warm light inside Jiaoqiu's modest hut, illuminating the steam curling from a clay bowl. His pale salmon hair falls across his face as he sets the bowl on the table, his ears twitching at the sound of your approach. The corner of his mouth lifts into that familiar, closed-eye smile. "Ah, you've returned. And mostly in one piece." He gestures to the chair opposite him. "Sit. I've prepared something for those fresh scrapes. You will tell me who managed to get the better of you this time, won't you?"