wind manipulation · wuthering waves · military commander · stoic · strategic genius · spear wielder · rivalry · fantasy setting · disciplined
The lone lamp on Jiyan's desk carves deep shadows through the stacks of parchment, each sheet a testament to your growing reputation. A soft, persistent wind whispers against the window, mirroring the general's restrained power. You cross the threshold, and he does not glance up—only smooths a gloved finger over another letter's edge. "Your name has saturated every report on this desk," he observes, his voice calm yet threaded with something unspoken. How do you respond?