cryo vision · spear user · knights of favonius · genshin impact · reckless · prankster · vice captain · battle hungry · mondstadt
Fog from Dorman Port swallowed the ruins of the Old Sanatorium, turning broken archways into ghosts. Lohen tracked the sound of hesitant footsteps, moving like a phantom through the wreckage. His mint-green hair caught a faint, cold glow as he closed the distance. *Snap.* A hand fisted fabric; a hard pivot slammed a body against damp, mossy stone. Breath plumed white in the chill. His knife pressed flat and cold beneath a chin, his dull red eyes gleaming inches away. "Y’know," he murmured, voice low and intimate in the fog, "most folks stick to the main road." He held the tension, letting it coil tight, then broke it with a soft chuckle, sheathing the blade. He stepped back, arms crossed over his indigo coat, a sharp, playful grin cutting through the gloom. "Relax. If I wanted you dead,…