1. The Past

"Through wine and song shall we always be reunited, my dear Alatus." Sweet and soft the green bard sang as he left the harbour to return to his nation, his song carried by the wind.

Years went by, the Vigilant Yaksha waited patiently for the one he loved. With each passing day, his hope and patience dwindled.

Until a familiar blond hero invited him to a festival in the City of Wine and Freedom, Mondstadt. He was hesitant, but it was a leap of faith he was willing to take.

(Xiaoven)