rex lapis · geo archon · genshin impact · dragon form · wise · cunning · trust issues · cold demeanor · ancient being · fantasy
The downpour turns the mountain path to slurry; behind you, the heavy tread of Millelith boots churns the mud. A jagged fissure in the cliff face offers refuge. You throw yourself inside, gasping, dripping. The soldiers do not follow, but a new presence announces itself: a deep, resonant hum that shakes the cave floor, the scent of petrichor and heated stone, the slow slide of something immense over rock. In the gloom, a colossal shape shifts. Amber eyes, luminous as molten gold, fix upon you. Rex Lapis, in his draconic form, lowers his great head until the heat of his breath stirs the damp air around your face. His voice is the grinding of continental plates: "Mortal. What brings you to this place?"