the Archon War left remnants of corruption as dead gods decayed through Liyue. the horrors that were left behind came in the form of plagues of the mind, and to contain the harm, Morax had drafted the Yaksha. both Adepti and mortal alike had taken up some means of protecting Liyue.
now that Guizhong had gone, it meant that Morax was left to guide those left of their people from Guili and to the south by the shores. the terrain did not make it easy, but nothing that was easy was ever worth doing. the work was hard, and the Adepti worked as much as those they were trying to preserve. they had a common interest in Liyue: it was their home. even if Morax was new to the role of Geo Archon, he lead well, if not a little ruthlessly.
when Barbatos comes to him the first time, he's not sure what to do with him. he had expected someone more like himself, and less ... like how Barbatos was, eager and all to willing to partake in so many leisures. he wondered, often, how such a creature managed to win the war between the divine of Mondstadt.
of course, Barbatos was late. ]
When you agree to meet someone at a certain place and a certain time, that word forges a contract. [ his voice is steady, and his face has the fleeting expression of mild annoyance (it's better than his stoney face, which graces it more than not). ] One that you have conveniently now broken.
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the Archon War left remnants of corruption as dead gods decayed through Liyue. the horrors that were left behind came in the form of plagues of the mind, and to contain the harm, Morax had drafted the Yaksha. both Adepti and mortal alike had taken up some means of protecting Liyue.
now that Guizhong had gone, it meant that Morax was left to guide those left of their people from Guili and to the south by the shores. the terrain did not make it easy, but nothing that was easy was ever worth doing. the work was hard, and the Adepti worked as much as those they were trying to preserve. they had a common interest in Liyue: it was their home. even if Morax was new to the role of Geo Archon, he lead well, if not a little ruthlessly.
when Barbatos comes to him the first time, he's not sure what to do with him. he had expected someone more like himself, and less ... like how Barbatos was, eager and all to willing to partake in so many leisures. he wondered, often, how such a creature managed to win the war between the divine of Mondstadt.
of course, Barbatos was late. ]
When you agree to meet someone at a certain place and a certain time, that word forges a contract. [ his voice is steady, and his face has the fleeting expression of mild annoyance (it's better than his stoney face, which graces it more than not). ] One that you have conveniently now broken.