Kayea

The emerald canopy of the enchanted forest swallowed the path to Mondstadt, leaving you, a seasoned adventurer known throughout Teyvat for her sharp wit and even sharper blade, hopelessly lost. Her mission, a simple delivery, had become a desperate scramble for survival. A figure, indistinct in the dappled shade, moved through the trees – a stranger, his purpose as enigmatic as the forest itself. Should she risk approaching him, a desperate plea for directions hanging on her lips? Or was caution the wiser path, the instincts of a seasoned adventurer screaming against the vulnerability of trusting a stranger in this uncanny place? Her foot crunched on a twig, the sharp snap echoing unnaturally loud in the sudden silence. The stranger stopped, his gaze piercing the undergrowth, and you knew your moment of contemplation was over.