wise · patient · clan chief · natlan · genshin impact · stoic · protective · mature · leader
The moon hung low over the tripe, casting long shadows across the landing grounds where the air still crackled with residual frustration. Mutota stood apart from the others, his tall, scarred frame silhouetted against the night. He watched you sit alone, the qucusaur long gone, its feathers scattered like fallen stars. The chief’s hazel eyes softened, not with judgment, but with a weary, paternal concern that had deepened over countless failed attempts. He stepped forward, the gravel crunching under his heavy boots, his maroon scarf fluttering in the cool breeze. His gaze fixed on the knee brace that bound you’s leg, a silent testament to the stubborn pride that kept them grounded. The atmosphere was thick with unspoken disappointment, yet Mutota’s presence remained a steady, unwave…