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Summary The Descendants of the Frost Moon are descendants of the golden kingdom of Hyperborea. During the Hyperborean era, they practiced ancient and secret rites based on kuuvahki.[5] The apostle of Hyperborea, Seutervoinen, taught them various subjects, including the creation of Mekhaneikos constructs, devices capable of utilizing the Energy of the Realm of Light. They learned to use and predict the lunar tides to enhance their magic[6][7] and established hymns known as "Runo" as their foundation. These early incantations have been lost to time, but still retain their ability to effect change.[8] Some of the hymns and Runo used in the ancient Hyperborean rites can be found in Hymns of the Far North. The content of the book suggests that the Descendants venerated not only the Frost Moon, but also the Celestial Principles, the Four Shadows, Nibelung, Koitar, Seutervoinen and Saarelainen, to whom they dedicated a prayer song and to whom they offered sacrifices in their honor.

Following the destruction of Hyperborea by the Celestial Claw, Canon guided the survivors to Hiisi Island in Nod-Krai before his death.[9] They found refuge in a pillar created by Xiuhcoatl,[10][11] which came to be known as the Sanctuary of the Oath. There they continued to practice their ancient rites,[10] despite the death of their goddess and the unanswered nature of their prayers.[12] Later, a prophecy arose foretelling the return of the Moon Goddess[13] through the Sacred Heir born of the Descendants of the Frost Moon.[14]

Most Mekhaneikos devices were lost after the fall of Hyperborea; the SAMPO's structure survived, but its control mechanism was destroyed and could not be reconstructed using Descendant technology, while they successfully recreated the Arrow of Terpikeraunas. The SAMPO was sealed to prevent further deterioration,[15] but it became a religious symbol

History The old world Using technology from the Secret Source,[17] Nibelung raised the three moons from the planetary crust of Teyvat in what is now Nod-Krai.[1] The first was the Eternal Moon, the largest of the Three Moons, whose immense gravity gave rise to ocean tides. The second was the Frost Moon, which shone most brightly in the night sky. The last was the Iridescent Moon, the smallest, whose faint light produced fleeting halos.[11]

Although the Moon Sisters held authority over the primordial laws of Teyvat, their primary concern was protecting the world rather than ruling it, so they agreed to divide their power equally among themselves to prevent any one from becoming too powerful.[7] Thus, sovereignty over the night sky rested with one sister at a time, who traveled the heavens in a silver chariot, taking turns three times a month.[18][Note 1] If a sister did not wish to be on duty, she could persuade one of her sisters to replace her in exchange for gifts. This sometimes caused their schedules to overlap, resulting in accidental situations such as the simultaneous appearance of all three moons in the sky.[19]

At some point, possibly during the invasion of the Celestial Principles, geological disturbances began to appear all over the land: "endless fields of snow turned into blackened earth" and "volcanoes were covered in ice," while "shadows stretched across the sky." Searching for the whereabouts of Nibelung, Sovereign Piro Xiuhcoatl visited the Moon Sisters for clues, but received only silence from all.[20]

Summary Nibelung created the Three Moons using ancient dragon technology and raised them into the outer space of Teyvat.[5] They were capable of using the power of the Realm of Light[6] and possessed authority equivalent to Nibelung's, allowing them to uphold the laws of Teyvat while he explored the sea of ​​stars.[1][7] This authority, which includes Life, Death, Time, and Space[7]—the same authority now held by the Four Shadows—is all-powerful, with one important exception: it does not affect the Descendants.[8][9]

The goddesses' failure to prevent the Celestial Principles' usurpation of Teyvat culminated in the War of the Funeral Flame. During the war, the Nibelungs transformed their moons into weapons, and the Celestial Principles responded by destroying the Eternal and Iridescent Moons and banishing the Frost Moon beyond the false sky,[2] where it remained intact but devoid of life.[10] This ended the lives of the goddesses, who could not live without their moons or their connection to Teyvat;[7] however, their consciousness was preserved through their confinement in the "reflection of the moon," a unique space created by the Nibelungs to prevent them from interfering in the war.[1]

After their deaths, the Three Moons became mythohistorical figures appearing in fragmentary accounts throughout Teyvat. They are depicted in texts and murals found in the ruins of ancient civilizations, and modern literary references to the goddesses include The Desire of the Heart: Sapphire, Moonlit Bamboo Grove (III), and Records of Jueyun: Mountain Spirits.

The Three Moons refers interchangeably to three ancient celestial bodies or to their associated goddesses, collectively known as the Three Moon Goddesses or the Three Moon Sisters. They were created by the Nibelung Dragon King to oversee Teyvat, exercise his authority, and act as an extension of his will.[1]

During the Funeral Flame War, the Eternal and Iridescent Moons were destroyed, causing the deaths of their corresponding goddesses, Aria and Sonnet; the Frost Moon's connection to Teyvat was severed when it was banished beyond the false sky, ultimately ending the life of its corresponding goddess, Canon.[2] The Celestial Principles cast an illusory "moon shadow" over the false sky to conceal their fate.[3][4] The Moon Marrows were formed from the remaining power of the destroyed moons.

The Three Moons and their power —the authority of the trimoon, or simply the Trimoon— are a central element of the mission of Archon Song of the Twilight Moon, which ultimately leads to a confrontation between the new Lunar Goddess Columbina and the Second Herald Fatui, Dottore.

Due to the fever, Ifá's memories were somewhat hazy. However, for him, that time was no different from the other times he had gone out to tend to the wounded; it wasn't even the first time he had had to work while sick. He certainly couldn't recall if he had done anything truly special to make the heavens decide he needed a Vision right then and there.

Everyone saw the matter in a completely different way. The tribe's chief thought it was a reward for his altruistic nature, while the grandmother who lived next door considered it compensation for his constant self-sacrifice. Ifá dismissed it with a wave of his hand, arguing that "sacrifice" was going too far. A young man who seemed very mature said to him, "Ifá, brother, they say the wind can blow until it brings people together, so the Archons are telling you that when we find ourselves in a tight spot, we can rely on each other." It made some sense, so Ifá didn't reject the idea, but the truth was that when the situation had become so urgent, he hadn't had any other choice; he had simply done what he subconsciously knew he had to do.

These kinds of things never have a clear answer. Perhaps the Archons simply thought he needed some fresh air to calm his fever. Ifá shook his head; the matter of the Vision was water under the bridge.

He didn't usually use his Vision much, or at least that was the case until Cacucu appeared. After Cacucu came into his life, he always had to fly him everywhere, and while doing so, he would shout, "Higher, buddy!"

In moments like that, a Vision was always a great help.

Ifá vision One day, the Ifá clinic remained closed past noon, so people began to suspect that something was wrong. At first, the neighbors thought he had spent the night at another tribe's house due to a medical visit. It wasn't until someone brought a sick lizard to his door that Ifá emerged, looking confused by the sudden high fever he was suffering from.

Before the visitor could say anything, Ifá had already begun to murmur "It's okay, buddy" while giving the lizard a medical examination.

But this was just the beginning. Midway through the consultation, someone else rushed in, shouting that they had detected an incursion from the Abyss heading towards the City of Ashes, and that they needed a doctor to save the wounded Qucusaurians.

Muttering another of his “It’s okay, buddy,” Ifá followed the rider to the front. That night, after everything had happened, Ifá took the medicine his neighbor had given him and slept for a whole day. When he woke up, drenched in sweat, he fumbled on the nightstand for water, but instead, he found a Vision.

Due to the fever, Ifá's memories were somewhat hazy. However, for him, that time was no different from the other times he had gone out to tend to the wounded; it wasn't even the first time he had had to work while sick. He certainly couldn't recall if he had done anything truly special to make the heavens decide he needed a Vision right then and there.

Ifá records Almost every day, Ifá sets aside time to organize the medical records. In a quiet moment like this, so rare to find, he reads through old and new cases, recalling all the illnesses and injuries he has treated. Every lesson from the past is invaluable and worth sharing with those in the profession who need it. Furthermore, Ifá finds it very relaxing to fold papers at the same angle.

These are not legends of heroes or valuable ancient scrolls, but hastily written notes full of medical jargon that no one, apart from Ifá, would want to read.

But Ifá always remains engrossed in his notes. As he recalls the details of each treatment, he sometimes even adds a few extra annotations.

Finally, put the notes back inside the closet. If necessary, also place some desiccant and insect repellent inside.

Ifá continues with these habits day after day, just as plants grow and wither season after season.

A child then said to him with the wisdom of a young boy, “They say the wind unites people. Perhaps the gods are reminding you that you can count on your companions when things get tough.” Ifa didn’t refute the child. After all, it was a sensible thing to say. But of course, he had simply followed his instincts to do what was necessary when things got difficult. Was there any other option?

They could have discussed the matter for hours without reaching any conclusion. Who knows? Perhaps the heavens thought a cool breeze was just what he needed for his fever. Shaking his head, Ifa ended the conversation, leaving the matter unresolved.

He didn't even use his Vision most of the time, at least not before taking Cacucu in. After Cacucu became a part of his life, he insisted that Ifa fly him everywhere, punctuating these excursions with shouts of "Higher, brother! Higher!"

In times like these, his vision proved truly invaluable.

One day, noon arrived and the Ifa clinic didn't open its doors. Something strange was happening, people began to say.

At first, the neighbors thought he had gone to answer a call from another tribe and had spent the night there. It wasn't until someone brought a sick lizard to his door that Ifa appeared, dazed and with a sudden high fever.

Before the visitor could even open his mouth, Ifa was already murmuring, "All is well, brother," and examining him thoroughly.

But as they say, misfortunes never come singly. Halfway through writing a prescription, someone burst in, shouting that an abyssal incursion was coming from the direction of Ash City and that a doctor was needed to save the wounded Qucusaurians.

Ifa, murmuring again, "Calm down, brother," followed that rider to the front.

The night after everything calmed down, Ifa took the medicine his neighbor gave him and fainted all day. When he woke up drenched in sweat, he groped for some water on his nightstand. However, what he found was a vision.

Due to his high fever, Ifa's memories were somewhat hazy. For him, what had happened the previous day wasn't much different from his usual routine, and it wasn't the first time he'd forced himself to work while ill. In his opinion, he hadn't done anything special to warrant the heavens deciding he needed a Vision at that precise moment.

The others, however, had a different interpretation of the matter. The chief believed it was a reward for his selfless work, while the old woman next door assumed it was compensation for his spirit of sacrifice. "Listen, listen, lady, that 'sacrifice' talk is a bit of an exaggeration!" said Ifa, waving his hands hurriedly.

When he finally made it home, his parents asked him how his trip had been. He had a lot to tell them and was too tired, so Ifa simply replied, "I had a great time. I met a lot of cool guys."

"Guys I'm sure I'll run into again," he thought to himself.

Records Item Companionship EXP Friendship Level 4

Ifa dedicates time almost daily to reviewing and organizing her medical records. She uses these rare moments of peace to read new and old cases, recalling all the illnesses and injuries she has witnessed. Every lesson from the past is valuable, a treasure worth sharing with those who will walk the same path.

At the same time, aligning the corners of each page is also a good way for Ifa to relax his body and mind.

But these are neither heroic legends nor valuable ancient scrolls. These hastily scribbled notes, filled with bland medical jargon, will probably never attract the attention of anyone but their author.

But Ifa doesn't just "attract." She often delves deeply into reviewing these old records. As she recalls the details of each diagnosis and treatment, she sometimes even adds some extra observations.

Finally, she organizes the records and files them away. If necessary, she also adds pesticides and desiccants.

These habits give him strength day after day, just as plants grow and wither with the passing of the seasons.

As for the Abundance Collective, its fruits were absolutely divine, though the journey would have been much more pleasant had it not been for people challenging him to arm wrestling matches at every turn. Sensing that the odds of victory were slim, Ifa declined dozens of invitations, claiming he needed his hands to practice medicine. Ultimately, this chapter of his journey ended with his enrollment in three months of fitness classes with Iansan, which he didn't attend, not even after bidding everyone a cordial farewell.

As for the Night Wind Masters... they were the clan closest to the Flower-Feather Clan, and also the most mysterious. Ifa didn't even know what one could do there as a visitor, so he thought he'd stop by on his way home. As he walked, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched, and yet, every time he turned around, he saw no one. Like an Iktomisaurus chasing its own tail, he engaged in that ridiculous waltz for quite some time, muttering to himself.

Just as he was about to leave, a shout of "Ah!" stopped him. Ifa turned around, hoping it was the last time. There stood a blonde woman, one hand on her hip and the other pointing angrily at him. Before Ifa could even think about what he had done wrong, someone grabbed him and ran off.

It all happened so suddenly that the details were lost in the confusion. It turned out that Ifa had been unwittingly drawn into a chase between his grandmother and her grandson, triggered when the latter decided to perfect his invisibility skills by deliberately placing himself behind passersby. It had even worked on the tribe's elders.

"Friends, what are the 'arts of invisibility'? Do they even exist?" Ifá's genuine curiosity and good nature eventually calmed Grandmother Itztli's anger.

When he finally arrived home, his parents asked him how his trip had been. He had

Seriously, Ifa considered himself quite athletic. And between getting along with the dinosaurs and passing his flying tests with flying colors, he thought he could travel across Natlan without any trouble.

So he decided to visit the other tribes while he didn't have many responsibilities.

In Children of Echoes, he met the skilled blacksmith Xilonen. She was very willing and designed Ifa's medical equipment without much discussion. He later learned that the Xilonen he had met had been heavily burdened by a responsibility—a commission from Mavuika—so any work outside of it had been a much-needed breath of fresh air. Others said that Xilonen was almost impossible to contact (due to her incredible escapes to the mountains), so Ifa felt fortunate.

In the Canopy Descendants Clan, Ifa felt an atmosphere similar to that of the Flower-Feather Clan: everyone living at their own pace among the clouds. He enjoyed his time there, throwing grappling hooks and scaling cliffs. His only regret was not having met the legendary "Saurian Hunter" everyone talked about. Only later, when Ajaw came to visit him at his clinic, did his wish come true. It was a happy ending for everyone—well, except for Ajaw.

Before leaving, Chasca had told Ifa about a guide he would find in the Clan of the Springs named Mualani. His first two attempts to browse her watersports shop were unsuccessful, unless stumbling upon a shark surfboard counted. Finally, he decided to enter a surf competition on his own, and it was at the awards ceremony that he finally bumped into her. Upon learning that he had achieved third place on his first time surfing, Mualani showered him with praise. Those kind words from the reigning champion were worth their weight in gold.

On one hand, Cacucu lacked the vocabulary to recount the incident. On the other, it was never necessary, so Cacucu never tried to inform Ifa. His mother died from a recurrence of old injuries, and for a small lizard, surviving alone in the wild was a Herculean task. Having had almost no contact with humans, Cacucu quickly decided that Ifa, who had once helped his mother, was the ideal candidate to follow her. And if he could one day become an assistant at that clinic and return the favor, all the better. What a great feat that would be in the lizard world!

Once the first step was overcome, the second phase of Cacucu's master plan arrived: discovering how to play dumb.

Considering Ifa's personality—always willing to take on the responsibilities of others—knowing Cacucu's story could generate in him an inexplicable sense of guilt and make him feel responsible.

So Cacucu decided it was best to put all that nonsense aside. If they were going to be friends, he wanted their friendship to stem from sincerity, without the influence of the past.

They're actually taking advantage of him. "He's too ashamed to admit it," Ororon said, revealing the truth without mincing words.

But although Ororon pretended that the matter had nothing to do with him, he had actually "contributed" to the adoption of Cacucu by pointing out the vegetables in his field with prominent Cacucu-beak-shaped holes in their leaves, a gesture that was a silent accusation directed at Ifa.

Unable to find excuses or get rid of Cacucu in the slightest, Ifa was finally forced (or at least made it seem so) to adopt him. He even offered to be Ororon's messenger for a month to compensate him for the crop damage caused by Cacucu.

But, in retrospect, this story has two gaps that Ifa still does not understand.

The first: The peculiar case of the countryside. Cacucu isn't just any lizard, so why did he start messing with Ororon? In reality, the two had always been accomplices. For Cacucu to fulfill his noble dream of becoming an assistant at the Ifa clinic, the first step was to get inside. And to do that, they had to corner Ifa.

And the second: although Ifa believes that the first time he saw the plump Qucusaurio was when he rescued him on the road, Cacucu remembers another, older chapter of his story. No one knows it, but Cacucu's mother was seriously injured and might never have hatched the egg containing this little saurian genius were it not for Ifa's intervention. And when the saurian broke out of the eggshell, he saw Ifa for the first time. Unfortunately, Ifa doesn't remember it.

Perhaps out of tradition or mere habit, Ifa soon became known as the saurian veterinarian with the best skills, the most affable character, and a deep sense of responsibility. Once he chose a vocation, he never gave other matters a second thought. And as the war intensified, his to-do list only grew, but it was precisely this workload that helped him through a difficult period in his life.

Now that the war was finally over, Ifa had time to sit and reflect on his life. But, really, was there much to consider?

“We all have something to do,” Ifa decided. “And I just want everyone to be happy.” If he gave in to compassion and adopted every injured little lizard he found, Ifa would have to leave his clinic to live in the wild. He knows himself better than anyone: if he started down that path, he would see it through to the end. That’s why he has an unwritten rule: if possible, he shouldn’t take in animals (human or otherwise) long-term.

"No, no, absolutely not!" Ifa covered his eyes from the pitiful gaze of his last patient. "I will certainly find this little one a new home... but I am far too busy to care for him myself."

His discipline over the years has been admirable, which is why he still refuses to admit that Cacucu was the exception to the rule.

"This little brother isn't growing," Ifa has a long list of excuses ready. "He's small, he's chubby, and he can talk, but he doesn't really know what he's saying... It could be dangerous to leave him alone in the wild like that. That's why I've taken him in... You know, at least for now."

No one had called him "little brother" in a very long time. Ifa was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered. He wiped the boy's mouth with a napkin, chuckling: "It's not that big of a deal! How old are you?"

"I have six!"

"Wow, what a surprise, buddy! I have five! How about I call you big brother from now on?"

If we include his distant relatives, Ifa's family is quite large. His family is famous for its veterinary skills, but if you look closely, not many of them actually practice that profession. In other words, neither feeling nor logic dictated that he should be a veterinarian.

Besides, studying for that career is an exhausting process. Ifa felt that all he read as a child were medical books, and the words and diagrams passed through his head like a breeze: they went in one end and out the other. Little Ifa thought angrily, "I don't have to be a veterinarian, do I?"

It didn't have to be that way, but he soon outgrew the stage where books were incomprehensible to him. Perhaps due to their frequent visits to the battlefields to tend to the sick, Ifa's parents were afflicted by the Abyss, and their health was persistently fragile. Although still young, Ifa had a kind of revelation and often wondered with concern, "No... I don't have to be a veterinarian, do I...?"

Epiphany or not, precocious maturity or not, Ifa had not yet reached maturity when his parents died. After attending their funeral, the seventeen-year-old felt overwhelmed by a void. Now, he didn't know what to think.

And in the end, he became a veterinarian.

Sometimes, Ifa feels that one does not necessarily choose their destiny in life. Rather, one tends to naturally occupy certain positions over time.

For example, he doesn't remember when he became someone who cared for others. The neighborhood children call him "brother" (or "big brother"). The saurians, both healthy and sick, follow him around, croaking and grunting incessantly. His companions, both young and old, tip their hats (when appropriate) and call him "Doctor"... Ifa can't help but feel fear settling in his heart at such treatment.

Of course, this respect is also a source of pride and satisfaction for him. So perhaps what torments him inside is the fear of one day losing their trust. This sometimes drives him to do extreme things: making toys for baby lizards, giving guitar concerts, carrying bags of fresh fruit for his neighbors every time he returns from seeing a patient... Occasionally, he could even be seen helping the tribe's children with their homework.

It was as if someone had altered the flow of time. One day, Ifa was still wavering between becoming a veterinarian or not, the memories of climbing on the back of a lizard still as fresh as dew. The next day, well, life had moved on, and suddenly he realized he had become a responsible adult.

Not that this bothered him. In fact, Ifa was very grateful. It was simply that, from time to time, the tribe's elders brought up matters from the past, reminding Ifa of the child he used to be.

Some young children love to hear these old stories. One of these youngsters, who hadn't yet wiped the crumbs of volcanic cake from the corners of his smiling mouth, burst out laughing when he heard that young Ifa had a hard time understanding a book. "So Big Brother Ifa was once Little Brother Ifa! How crazy!"

No one can live a life free from unavoidable things. Being a veterinarian, for example, will always be like running a daycare: it's impossible to control the little ones who lack the capacity for reasoning. The only thing you can do is comfort them... especially when pain is unavoidable. Pain from wounds, from cleaning them, from taking medication and receiving injections... To tell the truth, if Ifá himself were one of those puppies or kittens, he would have barely been able to distinguish between so many pains.

And when they are in pain, they cry and resist. That is the nature of all living beings. In fact, losing the ability to feel pain is like losing the natural alarm system: worry itself.

And just as living beings are, perhaps life itself is also like that. Perhaps sorrows and farewells exist to remind us that life goes on, that both dinosaurs and humans will grow and grow old.

For a doctor, this is normal. It's the price that comes with the profession. At least, that's how Ifá reassures herself.

And what he receives in return is love and gratitude from both humans and animals, in addition to the bonds he has forged with many friends of all kinds.

As long as joy could dispel helplessness and sadness... then their struggle would have been worthwhile.

Character Stories Character details For the Natlanes, the Flower-Feather Clan resides in the sky. While the Canopy Descendants soar through the skies and the Night-Wind Masters gaze at the stars from their peaks, only the Flower-Feather Clan has the privilege of catching clouds and riding rainbows like true celestial knights.

The feeling of looking up is incomparable. With no obstacles in sight, only a vast, empty plain across which humanity yearns to rise, quenching its thirst for a life free from earthly ties.

But the flames of war spread ceaselessly beneath their feet, followed by cries for help. Even a Qucusaurus, once wounded, is forced to descend to earth.

Ifa, then, is the gentleman whose eyes never leave the ground, out of duty and habit. His keen gaze is adept at detecting danger from afar.

"Whether they are human or animal, everyone has to land sometime," Ifa says with a carefree smile.

Character History 1 Item: Companionship EXP Friendship Level 2

"If humans can be doctors for dinosaurs, then dinosaurs can be doctors for humans," Ororon once said.

"Not all contradictory statements make sense," Ifa replied after a long silence.

"Oh, really...?"

Ifa couldn't help but feel a pang of pity at Ororon's tone, for the boy wasn't stupid; he simply had a habit of spouting nonsense to provoke a reaction. Ifa knew this deep down, of course. But he couldn't help but reflect on his life and wonder: How did he get here?

Official presentation A quick rescue like a raid The last time Ifa came by, she took two jars of honey. I suppose she's making more cookies for the baby dinosaurs... Ah, don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. I just hope she remembers to leave me some.

Ororon

Ifa always descends from the sky, launching himself into battle with his weapon in hand. These dramatic entrances lead most people to instinctively assume that reinforcements from the Flower-Feather Clan have arrived.

But look at him closely. With the badge on his chest and his first-aid kit, and ignoring whatever that round object next to him is, he generally looks more like... a doctor.

Then they start thinking, "Ah, I see! Our medical team has just parachuted in!" and they approach Ifa to explain the situation.

However, Ifa pays them no attention, his gaze fixed solely on the reptiles in need of help. Only after healing the wounds of others does he attend to the minor problems of those around him.

Over time, the figure of the veterinarian has become familiar, and those who cross paths with him always greet him with a wave.

Although he doesn't remember everyone's face, Ifa always responds with a smile and a shout: "Likewise, colleague!"

Ifa also carries a medium-sized backpack tied around his waist where he keeps his medical equipment for his travels. Ifa uses the tall male model. He has dark brown skin, droopy sea-green eyes with diamond-shaped pupils and small orange triangles beneath them, and short, fluffy white hair that fades to mint green at the tips. He has a cross-shaped scar above his left eye and three continuous scratch scars on his left forearm. On his right forearm, he wears a nearly dark brown leather glove that extends to his forearm, as well as a zigzag-shaped tribal marking around his neck with dots underneath. And on the right arm, the rolled-up sleeve of his robe features a blue-green band with his tribe's logo in the center, detailed with red and yellow. The shoulders of the robe have a zigzag pattern, yellow at the bottom and a slightly dark orange at the top. The left side of the rolled-up sleeve has a gold cross-shaped ornament. The inside of the robe is made of various blue-green colors, with an orange bottom. He also wears a light brown belt with a gold cross in the center of the metal part. Hanging from his back is his Anemo Vision, which glows green and has a pair of white wings in the center of the green crystal.

Appearance See also: Whistledart's wings. He wears black gloves with the front and wrists adorned with small gold crosses. He wears a dark brown dress shirt unbuttoned from the collarbone to almost his chest. He also wears pale green trousers. Over these trousers, a brown leather belt is attached, extending from the waistband to his legs. On the left side, he carries a holster for the revolver he uses to defend himself or others. He also wears long, light brown boots that reach his calves, with tribal bracelets on the ankles. He also wears a white robe with a large, orange, drooping bow tied to the back. The robe's hem is open with pointed edges. The hem is white, blue-green, and orange, with a white cross on each side. He also wears a Jafet with his picture and name on the left side of his chest, along with a Qucusaurio feather. Something large, white at the bottom and orange and teal at the top, and the sleeves of the robe rolled up to the elbows. On the right arm, there is a long glove that reaches the arm and covers the hand. Finally, a white hat with dark brown details on the brim. The top part has a pretty white zigzag pattern, and the upper part is teal with two orange ribbons at the bottom and top of the hat. The top part is white with two buttoned brooches, one somewhat large on the left side with a teal cross, and the other somewhat small, dark brown. The top part has three small ribbons, two teal and one orange, and a cord with a brooch with an inverted, opaque gold triangle and in the center a teal diamond that reaches the chest and a teal extension.

Personality A veterinarian from the Flower-Feather Clan who values ​​the life he shares with all kinds of living beings: people, animals, you name it.

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Ifa is quick and efficient in everything he does, and is always happy to participate in any event to which he is invited.[2] Ifa is very informal and has a relaxed demeanor, often using colloquial language such as "mate" and "bro." His saurian companion, Cacucu, learned to speak human by mimicking his phrases.

As a saurian veterinarian, Ifa prioritizes the treatment of his patients with extreme efficiency. His ethics have made him one of the most sought-after veterinarians in all of Natlan, and he is well-regarded by both humans and saurians.

In comparison with his friend Ororon, Ifa is much more ambivalent about the meaning of his life, as he believes that most people do not live with a special purpose or vocation.[3]

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Anemo Anemo General information Roles In use In use Support Support Survival State Available Securities Guided by Wandering Winds Veterinarian of Tlalocan Launch version Version 5.6 Personal information Sex Male Constellation Catena Opele Native region Natlan Emblem Affiliation Tlalocan Special dish Object Emotional support Emotional support Ifá is a playable character in Genshin Impact.

Ifá is a veterinarian from the Plumaflora Tribe. He is very well-known throughout Natlan, and people from all tribes bring their reptiles to him for examination. He can communicate with reptiles and is always giving lessons to his patients. He can play the guitar and is a close friend of Ororon, as they both prefer being with reptiles to humans.[1] He has sometimes brought Citlalí vegetables on his behalf. He used to talk to Chuychú and his father about medicine and has occasionally asked Xilonen to create medical supplies for his work.

Cacucu is a Qucusaurio who assists Ifá at his clinic and is also considered his "colleague." Cacucu has learned several Ifá phrases and, despite fully understanding human language, can only repeat them to communicate due to the limitations of his vocal cords.

Appearance Cacucu is a young Qucusaurus. He doesn't resemble a typical chick; instead, he has a smaller, rounder body with a large feather on top of his head and is light pink with small feathers. His left eye is covered by a white patch, the same X shape as the one Ifa has in his eye. Cacucu even has a light brown backpack with medicines and plants, and a strap to carry Ifa when needed. On the left side of the backpack strap, he has a badge with his photo and the logo of the clinic where Ifa works. Even Cacucu's paws have bands along their length.