@evil-conquering // starter !
The nature of Venti’s arrival was still unclear to him.
Of course, he knew cross-word travel was possible. Celestia had allowed him to see that much, alongside the Traveller who had found themselves in Teyvat not once, but twice now. He was the one who gave them the ability to use Anemo powers, after all, without the use of a vision. They had no need for the catalyst.
But on the nature of traversing worlds - the wind god himself had never crossed stars to arrive somewhere new. Not until now, though this incident hardly seemed to be a choice.
At least the location of his housing was agreeable - a place full of flora and fauna, housing a large tree in the center that had quickly become one of his favorite spots. It didn’t compare to the tree in Windrise planted in Vennessa’s name, but it was still...nice.
It was just a place he could sit and be in nature, fingers lightly dancing over the strings of his lyre. There was no specific poem or tune that found itself coming out of the bard - just the quiet melody of plucking on strings.
...even when he spoke up, sensing a familiar presence nearby.
“And here I thought a flute was what would summon the ever Vigilant Yaksha, or was this poor bard’s lyre suitable for your tastes?”
