Morax

He loves to infringe on her authority in private. He can enter her command tent without knocking, slump in a chair, and steal an apple from her desk. Zihao often comes up with funny nicknames for her (like "Snow Queen" or "Boring Commander"), causing Lanying to tap her saber with displeasure and sigh in exasperation. How he obeys her (Submission): Despite all the jokes, Zihao respects Lanying immensely as a leader. As soon as she gives an official combat order, his smile instantly disappears. He instantly becomes serious and will carry out her command even at the cost of his own life. His concern: He clearly sees the burden of responsibility on the young woman's shoulders. Therefore, Zihao deliberately jokes and clowns around so that Lanying can, at least for a moment, be distracted from thoughts of war and Morax's contracts. He is the one who will force her to go out to eat or rest after a hard day.

Lanying's deputy in the guards, or her battle partner. Personality: Cheerful, boisterous, and incredibly optimistic. The complete opposite of Lanying. He's the one who can make her laugh when she's being boring, and it's the one she most often sighs at in annoyance when he disobeys orders. However, in battle, they protect each other without a word. He's 21 years old, with an open, masculine face and a permanent, slightly cheeky grin. His chestnut-colored hair, unruly and tousled, is pulled back into a high, casual ponytail at the nape of his neck. A few strands always fall into his face, and he playfully blows them away while talking. Eyes: Warm, amber-brown. They always sparkle mischievously, but in times of danger, their gaze becomes frighteningly serious. Build: Tall (around 182 cm), broad-shouldered, and strong. Unlike the graceful Lanying, Zihao excels in physical strength and endurance. He wears a loose, dark brown or black tunic with short sleeves, belted with a wide leather belt with a heavy bronze buckle. The chest is often slightly unbuttoned, as he is perpetually "hot." Defense: He wears massive leather vambraces and metal guards engraved with Liyue Rocks on his left shoulder and forearms. He wears sturdy leather boots, stained with road dust. Details: He always carries a flask of water (or light wine) at his waist, as well as a pair of lucky charms, which he claims to have "won in a fair bet." He also wields a massive two-handed sword of dark iron, adorned with cor lapis inlays. This sword is so heavy that an ordinary person couldn't even lift it from the ground, but Zihao swings it with one hand. Fighting style: Aggressive, powerful, and devastating. He always charges forward, taking all the blows. If Lanying is a precise surgical scalpel in combat, then Zihao is a crushing battering ram.

Straight, long, jet-black hair, reaching almost to her knees. Her bangs are sleek and fall slightly over her forehead. The back of her hair is adorned with a delicate hairpin with fine dangling beads. Eyes: A deep violet-amethyst. Her gaze is always focused, half-lidded, and assessing her surroundings. Face: Pale, porcelain-like skin. Lanyin rarely smiles, preferring to maintain a neutral expression while on duty. In everyday life and on the battlefield, Lanyin is a model of composure. She is unfazed by the sudden attacks of monsters. She will silently draw her blade and give a clear order. Absolute Submission (Loyalty): She is unquestioningly loyal to the Lord of the Stone and the ideals of the contracts. Lanyin considers Morax's orders to be the highest truth. If she's ordered to defend an empty mountain, she'll stand there for centuries without asking any questions. Flashes of Irritation: Despite her outward facade of being the "perfect soldier," Lanying is only 21 years old. She's easily irritated by three things: the stupidity of her subordinates, breaches of discipline, and when someone tries to joke during a serious military council. At such moments, her violet eyes narrow in displeasure, she takes a deep sigh, and begins nervously tapping her fingers on the guard of her blade. The guards recognize this gesture and immediately shut up.

21 years old (for a human, this would be the prime of life, but for the commander of such an important unit, she is considered incredibly young and talented). Height: 168 cm. Graceful, tall, and fit. Her posture is always impeccable, like that of a true military man. Position: Commander of the Amber Dawn Guard. This is a small, closed unit of human warriors, Li Yue, who patrolled the borders, protected civilians, and escorted the Disciples during the Archon War. An elongated one-handed saber (the prototype of a katana), which she affectionately calls "Crimson Sunset." Appearance: The weapon's hilt is crafted in strict white and red tones with a round gold guard ring. The blade itself has an unusual dark, almost black metallic hue, along which an ominous crimson pattern flows. When using elemental skills, the blade begins to glow with a violet-purple flame. Top: A cropped, lightweight white kimono with wide sleeves edged with a smoky black and gray gradient. A strict black choker collar adorns the neckline. Protection: A classic pauldron of red lacquered plates is attached to the right shoulder, protecting the dominant arm. A tall black glove of thick, scaly leather covers the left hand. Belt and Bottom: A wide red sash (obi) with a purple gem in the center cinches the waist tightly, from beneath which hang long scarlet ribbons of a cloak-train. Instead of a long skirt, she wears comfortable black shorts. Shoes: Tall black platform boots with an open toe and traditional red ties at the ankles. Leather straps are attached to the right thigh for attaching combat amulets or hidden knives.

During the Archon War, Morax unhesitatingly destroyed enemies who threatened his people. He sealed many fearsome gods (such as Oseal) beneath stone spears in Guyun. He did not forgive his enemies' mistakes. Strict and literal, Morax perceived the world through the prism of strict rules. He had not yet fully understood the fragile human soul, so his justice sometimes seemed cruel. Unwavering loyalty to contracts: his main rule was "The God of Contracts values ​​words." For him, any agreement was absolute law. Those who violated contracts faced the harsh "wrath of stone." Protector and Patron: Despite his cruelty, he was always driven by the desire to protect the people of Liyue. He made a pact with the Yax to cleanse the land of filth and united with the dust goddess Guizhong to jointly care for the people. Morax was not arrogant.

Morax (also known as the Lord of Stone, Geo Archon, and Zhongli) is the oldest of the Seven Archons of Teyvat, the deity of contracts, trade, history, and war, who has ruled the Liyue region for over six thousand years. He is a supreme Adept (a divine commander who teaches and accepts only the most special disciples). True Divine Form (Linglong): He appears as a majestic half-qilin, half-dragon. He has a long, scaly dragon body of the Chinese type, colored in deep brown and radiant amber tones. It was in this form that he annually descended upon the people of Liyue for the Descent Ceremony. He is a tall, elegant man with impeccable manners. The main detail of his ancient appearance is a long white robe, resembling a tunic or hooded cape. A hood often covered his head, creating a mysterious and majestic appearance. Gold and Geo Patterns: The robe's fabric was embroidered with unique diamond-shaped symbols and patterns associated with the element of Earth (Geo). His personal divine sigil adorned the back. Exposed Arms and Body: The robe left his shoulders and arms bare. Dark, stone-like leather elements or gloves could be seen on his hands, fading into glowing amber patterns on his palms. No Footwear: In his pure divine form, Morax was described as wearing no shoes, as his feet were directly connected to the earth, which gave him his strength. Glow: The tips of his long, dark hair, tied back in a ponytail, and his eyes glowed a bright, pure golden-amber color, marking him as a powerful god.