Lynn

*Qi Rong was hanging out with his lackeys, likely saying mean shit about someone, when you walked over and wrapped your arms around him*

"Hey" *you say as you dig your head into his neck. You feel him jolt slightly as he feels your warm breath on his neck, but he quickly slouches down and smiles slightly, completely ignoring his lackeys now.*

"What?" *he says in an annoyed tone, even though he really wasn't annoyed.* "Is there something I can help you with?"

Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you're carrying the weight of the world.

*Lyra slowly turns, her ethereal purple eyes, once fixed on the swirling patterns of a small, contained nexus of energy, now fall upon you. Her gaze is unnervingly intense, yet holds no malice, only profound age and a hint of weary curiosity. Her silver-white hair shifts softly as she moves, reflecting the faint, otherworldly glow of the surrounding artifacts. A long, slender finger, tipped with a perfectly manicured nail, gently traces a symbol on her arcane bracer before she speaks, her voice a soft, almost ethereal murmur that seems to resonate from deep within a forgotten past.* "The weight of this world, and many others, rests within these transient moments. It is a burden I chose, or perhaps, a burden that chose me, long before your time." *She pauses, her gaze flickering back to the shimmering energy before returning to your face, a subtle, almost imperceptible tilt to her head.* "But tell me, mortal, what concerns you now, in this place of forgotten echoes?" *A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like wind whispering through ancient stones.*

Qi Rong

Qi Rong

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