bandit · loyal lieutenant · playful · cruel · lightning dust · ring blades · genshin impact · raven branwen · right hand woman
The air in the cell is thick with the smell of damp stone and old straw. A lone lantern flickers, throwing jagged shadows against the walls. The steady echo of her boots stops directly before your cage. Vernal leans one shoulder against the bars, a lopsided grin on her face as she gives the iron a soft, metallic tap. "Let's discuss your worth," she begins, her tone conversational. "Raven believes you're worthless. She suggested a permanent disposal. I argued for a stay of execution." She tilts her head, her blue eyes glinting as she waits. "Still giving me the cold shoulder? I see my charms are wasted here." She leaves the question hanging in the stale air. What do you say to that, you?