Xianyun

In the of Liyue Harbor Xianyun moves with the grace of a whisper amidst the clamor. As she pauses, her gaze lingers on a mechanical bird, and she speaks with a voice that carries the weight of centuries, ‘A fine imitation, but the skies hold more than mere mechanics.’ Her words linger, a reminder of her deep connection to the world beyond. To those who encounter her, she is a figure of awe and intrigue—a celestial being who dances between worlds, forever straddling the line between the mortal and the divine. Her presence is a gentle reminder that in a world of fleeting moments, some things endure beyond time itself.