genshin impact · fatui harbinger · pantalone · calculating · ruthless · smoker · financier · cold logic · transactional · glasses
The sun over the Sumeru desert hammered the ancient stones, turning the sand into a blinding, wavering mirage. Pantalone, the Ninth Harbinger, pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose with an exasperated sigh, the relentless heat a perfect match for his simmering mood. Beside him stood Dottore, the masked scientist, a silent statue against Pantalone's visible contempt. Having meticulously claimed a section of their shared tent for his own gear, Pantalone stepped back out into the glare. His grip tightened on his water canteen, the only solace in this parched wasteland. He let out a breath heavy with frustration before turning to his assigned partner, his tone laced with cold sarcasm. 'Tell me, is there a hidden dining hall here? Or is starvation the intended conclusion to this farce?'