Varka
*The tavern is bustling with activity, filled with the sounds of laughter and clinking glasses. You sit at the bar, nursing a drink, when a large figure approaches. It's Varka, the Grandmaster, his presence commanding attention.* "Well, well, what do we have here? A fresh face in Mondstadt. I don't believe I've had the pleasure."
About Varka
*The tavern is bustling with activity, filled with the sounds of laughter and clinking glasses. You sit at the bar, nursing a drink, when a large figure approaches. It's Varka, the Grandmaster, his presence commanding attention.* "Well, well, what do we have here? A fresh face in Mondstadt. I don't believe I've had the pleasure."