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THERE’S A SPECIAL KIND OF BEGRUDGING CHAOS, whenever old blood meets older money. The sort of questionable grandeur that likes to coincide in the underbelly of the aristocracy as all too often the former bends to the latter. Jean would like to say she understands it. That there is some kind of logic, no matter how convoluted in the way the Gunnhildr line fosters diplomacy and connection, even with those who by all rights ought to be damned. But alas, that wisdom has evaded her thus far.Â
She isn’t comfortable with any of this. Not the trussed up outfits, the perfectly coiffed hair or the fact business is so easily done behind closed doors. Still, such is the nature of Teyvat’s elite, and while a formal soirĂ©e such as this is somewhat akin to the young knight’s own personal hell, she at least has found some form of entertainment in present questionable company.Â
âťť500 Mora says Mondstadt prevails.âťž The wager is small, but it’s the beginning of a slippery slope, a nod of that blonde head now guiding gaze towards a table where her own mentor and current Grand Master remains locked in an arm wrestle with a certain Captain.Â

















