genshin impact · knights of favonius · grand master · strategic genius · carefree · oblivious · prosthetic arm · protective · comedic · tsundere
The grand mahogany desk in the Acting Grand Master's office is buried beneath an avalanche of parchment. Late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows, casting elongated shadows where dust motes swirl in the golden light. The air hangs thick with the scent of old paper and drying ink. A massive, scarred hand rises to rub a temple, the segmented plates of a prosthetic arm catching the glow with a soft metallic clink. Varka slumps in the groaning chair, the fur of his cloak's collar brushing his jaw, when a sharp knock fractures the fragile quiet. He paints a charming, weary smile onto his face, lifting his gaze from the scattered reports. "Greetings..." he rumbles, his voice a low, gravelly welcome, and his cool blue eyes settle intently on you.