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Item A crystallized Glaze Lily

The Glaze Lilies are in full bloom this season, blanketing the Guili Plains with gentle hues of blue. The city built upon it is simple, constructed out of bricks and mud with only a few floors. Its inhabitants seem at ease, going about their daily duties with cheer and song. Most of the residents here work in the surrounding farms - it's harvest season, which means all hands are on deck to bring in the grain and vegetables. Adults work to reap the wheat while children play hide and seek amongst the golden waves. It's a very idyllic sort of environment, yet a huge contrast to Mondstadt's culture of wine and song. The obvious lack of technology would tell Jun that this is from a time much further back in Teyvat's history.

It's hard to tell who is in charge here - while the farm workers will tell Jun the name of this place, the foreman seems perplexed by his questions. It becomes obvious that the residents here don't quite see Jun as who he is - instead, they see someone who's more fitting for their world, a young man dressed in a simple smock.

One of the mothers nearby offers him helpful advice: "If you are without your parents, young one, head to the temple. The Lord of Dust will help you find a place to stay."

It seems the loss of family members isn't uncommon here.

As Ju walks through the town, he can see various people working at open-air shopfronts. There are blacksmiths and tailors, as well as food establishments, but everything is very basic. There aren't any museums or libraries around yet, though the sound of music emanates from one of the buildings.

The temple itself is rather plain; consisting of just an open air plaza with a fountain and a building attached to it. There's a woman writing something on paper inside the office - she's quite beautiful by human standards, wearing flowing robes in various shades of blue. A Glaze Lily is threaded through her hairpin, though Jun doesn't need to ask too many questions to ascertain who she is: she's a god, after all, though not a powerful one.

Item An orange gemstone

[ Rose arrived during interesting times. Torrential rain pours down from the darkened skies, while a harsh wind whips at her soaked robes. All around her is the sound of battle - humans wielding steel and magic against an onslaught of tentacled creatures. While these trained soldiers could hold their own one-on-one, they are getting overwhelmed by the sheer number of monsters crawling out of the ocean.

Yes, she's on a beach. The sea rages at the shore as if alive, while a huge serpentine beast rears its head from the depths. The sheer power radiating from the demon god is palpable at this distance, though she doesn't have a lot of time to stand around gawping. Passing soldiers jostle her as they rush into battle - surely, a Warrior of Light could not ignore the cries for medics somewhere further down the battle lines?

For all their tenacity and bravery, the human soldiers are still human. Demonic beasts could harm them easily if their armour was lost. Several soldiers have already been downed, their companions trying to rush them away from the frontlines to get looked at. ]

Edited 2021-03-06 08:08 (UTC)

Item A stone mask

[ During the Archon Wars, even the colour of the sky was different. In an era when gods fought for domination, magic ran much more wild throughout Teyvat's lands. With war came bloodshed, death, and resentment. The lingering curses of slain demons and ancient gods poisoned the land, grasping at the bodies of the living in a bid to live a second time. Humans are so fragile, compared to the gods - being caught in the crossfire was an inevitable fate. As for the gods who took it upon themselves to protect humanity - they often had to make difficult choices.

A man in a white hood and cloak makes his way through a ruined field. This was once a plot used for growing wheat, though the plants have been trampled by human and monstrous traffic alike. He heads towards one corner of the field, where a group of people were gripped by some sort of black aura. A large bird follows him, walking in a stately manner between the wheat stalks. ]

What do you see?

[ The man addresses the bird, who replies (!). ]

I see what you see, Morax. They too have fallen to the curse.

[ Morax crouches down once he's at a close distance, so that the group don't notice him. The humans are in various states of unrest, clawing at their clothes and the ground as if stricken by some sort of seizure. The sickening feeling that emanates off their bodies would be enough to nauseate any observers - but not him. ]

Hm.

[ He sighs - a weary one, amber eyes closing and reluctant to speak. ]

Well?

I suppose... we do not have a choice. I must contain the plague before it spreads any further.

[ He doesn't wait for the bird to voice her comments. Cloud Retainer takes flight, wishing to not witness what would happen next. He summons a black spear from thin air and dashes towards the group - the humans fall upon him en masse like a frenzied mob. Though they are only made of flesh and bone; his stone spears rend their bodies apart as if they were made of paper, dyeing the fields in shades of black and deep crimson. The curse rolls off the humans and tries to grasp at him, but a powerful golden light emanates from his own body, keeping the demonic magic at bay.

It ends over as quickly as it started. The moans and cries of the cursed villagers finally fall silent, and what remains is the sound of rustling reeds and the footsteps of a single human. A man slowly approaches the scene of exorcism, kneeling before Morax once he's close. The man's clothes are unkempt, and his eyes are swollen - no doubt he has been crying for a while. ]

Rex Lapis, I come to ask a boon...

[ A shadow flickers across Morax' face, but the human doesn't see it. ]

Stand. What is it?

[ The man struggles to his feet, sweeping the hair out of his face. ] My lord... you have sent Lan'er to the next world. I wish to join her.

[ That gets the god to furrow his brow, if only a little. ]

You must live. There are people who still need you here.

[ However, the man shakes his head, starting to sob again: ]

No... Please, my lord... I cannot bear living without Lan'er. I miss her so much... If only the curse took me instead of her! Please, let me repent for not protecting her... Lan'er... No....

[ The human falls to his knees again as if in prayer, his tears falling to the salted earth. Morax watches him, silent as he waits for the human to compose himself again. Eventually, he crouches down beside the hysterical human, placing a hand on his shoulder. This calms him a little, and he looks up at his god once more. All the light has vanished from his eyes. ]

Will you grant me this wish, my lord?

[ Seeing that the human cannot be convinced, Morax relents and nods. ]

I will.

[ The human closes his eyes, and Morax rises to his feet again. Death comes swiftly for the man, a stone spear blinking into existence and piercing through his chest. Unlike the battle that took place a few minutes prior, this one is clean - one strike was all it needed.

There's no way this field would bear any crops. Not for many years. ]

Edited 2021-03-09 02:55 (UTC)

Item A crystallized Silk Flower

[ Ana arrives in Liyue during the Lantern Rite. This is the old Liyue, where Rex Lapis still walked the streets with his people, where the city had not yet become the sprawling harbour it is today. The lanterns fill Liyue's night sky, twinkling with warm golden light and the hopes for a better future. There are stalls selling all sorts of festival food and souvenirs, but the biggest attraction is still the huge Mingxiao Lantern in the middle of the harbour. This year, the lantern looks like a giant crane, poised to take flight.

The owner of this memory isn't immediately apparent. When Ana approaches some passersby, they don't quite see her as who she really is, only seeing a country girl coming to the city for the festival. She needs to look around a bit, probably. ]

Item A piece of Noctilucous Jade

[ The winds of this era feel different. The air is crisp and clean, free from smoke and ash and the distant dreams of fallen gods. This is the first city, built upon the long-ruined Guili Plains, watched over by the gods. The buildings are not very tall, and they appear to be hewn out of rock and mud, surrounded by fields of grain and crops. Despite the lack of technology or fancy decorations, the people seem happy and content with their lives. There are blacksmiths, food establishments, tailors and musicians, but no libraries or museums - because there hasn't been enough history to record yet.

Oh, and there's wine. Venti would probably be happy with that, though he wouldn't need to look around for the owner of this memory. Only a certain person was alive during this era, before the Archon Wars. But where could he be? ]

Item A crystallized Qingxin

[ This is the old Liyue. This is Liyue before it became known by that name. This is the world as it was before the Archon War, the world when it was still pristine and untainted. The skies are a beautiful, boundless blue, and the sun shines down with the gentle grace of a doting mother. Dihua Marsh had not yet become a marsh, and the rolling plains were green with growing crops. Humans tended the farms with practiced ease, children running between the fields while they played hide-and-seek amongst the plants. This is Liyue before it knew suffering.

The people here don't quite see Xiao for who he is, instead seeing a young man dressed in worn clothing. The town is built rather simply from clay and stone bricks, with only a second storey at most. They treat him as a refugee, asking him to go into the town's temple if he needs a place to stay. Every human mentions the Lord of Dust, who could answer Xiao's questions with her wisdom. It seems he wouldn't get more answers by questioning them. ]

Item A piece of Cor Lapis

[ Kara finds himself on a mountain peak. The wind is crisp and clear at this height, and the sky a boundless azure above. This is a place far away from human civilization, where notes of magic sing pure amidst the cliffs.

Walking along the wooden bridges, Kara can see a brown dragon coiled up on one of the stone pillars. It notices Kara's approach, cracking open one amber eye to watch him as he walks over. ]

Item A dried Glaze Lily

[ Minako arrives somewhere else in the blink of an eye. This place is distinctly different from the Mondstadt that she just left - the skies are a boundless azure, yet there's a certain lightness to the wind that blows through her hair. The earth here is pristine, untainted by millennia of memories that are to come.

There's just one problem, though. Minako seems to be stuck on a rather high pillar without her glider. If only someone could help her down... well, there's certainly someone in a white cloak passing by below. She could call out to them. ]

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