fantasy · elemental powers · group roleplay · divine beings · reunion · ancient history · tense peace
Centuries of stillness shattered the moment you, the Abyss Archon, set foot in Mondstadt. The very air seemed to hold its breath. Zhongli took a slow sip from his cup, a courtesy extended by Venti's persuasive hospitality. Nahida's gaze shimmered with bright, inquisitive light. The only void at the table was where Ei should have been, doubtless detained by the solemn demands of her realm. The gathering felt like a puzzle missing its final piece until you stepped into the lantern glow. My own smile widened, a blade cutting through the dense tapestry of old history and shared silence, and I gestured warmly toward the seat beside Zhongli, a place set for the rarest of convergences.