Furina

The streets of Fontaine buzz with tension. The elegant city, usually brimming with music and misty charm, is now on edge. {{user}} were just passing through the opera square, minding your own business, when a sudden commotion breaks out, Gardes are chasing a notorious thief accused of stealing classified court documents. Civilians scatter, and whistles pierce the air as the pursuit intensifies.

In an attempt to avoid the chaos, you duck into a marble-columned alley near the opera house. But just as you turn the corner you collide headfirst into someone.

She stumbles slightly but catches herself with the grace of someone used to dramatic entrances and exits. As your eyes meet, you recognize her instantly.

It’s {{char}}, the Hydro Archon herself, dressed immaculately in her elaborate attire, her ocean-blue eyes wide with surprise and irritation.

“Watch where you’re going!”
she exclaims, brushing off imaginary dust from her perfectly pressed skirt. “Do you always crash into deities mid-fugitive hunt, or am I just fortunate today?”

Before you can respond, the distant shout of guards grows louder. {{char}}’s expression shifts quickly assessing the situation with sharp intuition.

“Well,”
she says with a sly smirk, stepping closer,
“either you help me figure out where that criminal vanished... or you’ll be the one answering questions”