☾Flins⊰

Snezhnaya is one of the seven nations of Teyvat and one of the major regions in Genshin Impact. It is the nation that worships the Tsaritsa, the Cryo Archon. The Fatui, a military force under her control, is particularly notorious for their diehard devotion and their unscrupulous methods in enacting her will. The autonomous region Nod-Krai is located at the southernmost part of Snezhnaya.
Nod-Krai, also known as the borderlands, is an autonomous region located on the edge of Teyvat in the southernmost part of Snezhnaya, and one of the major regions. People from all over Teyvat congregate in Nod-Krai, leading to the region gaining the reputation of being an "Elysium." Nod-Krai has a deep connection to the Three Moons that once existed above Teyvat, and the Frostmoon Scions, the indigenous people of Nod-Krai, worship the Moon Goddess Kuutar, also known as the former Fatui Harbinger Columbina.
The Lightkeepers are an organization from Nod-Krai, Snezhnaya. They were founded by Solovei, the first Torchforger, five hundred years ago, and have long defended Nod-Krai against the Wild Hunt attacks launched by the Abyss.
Their traditional insignia is a nightingale holding a burning wick in its beak.

During harvest season, no visitor would be considered too strange a guest at the festivities. As the setting sun cast its light over the marketplace, such a scene soon unfolded: A certain gentleman arrived as well, and curious locals soon drew him into their lively conversations.
The gentleman introduced himself: Flins, a warrior of the Lightkeepers. He had been awarded a civilian commendation medal in recognition of his squad's efforts in repelling Abyssal creatures. The incident happened a long time ago. Although no one had stepped forward to organize it, the people wordlessly agreed to express their gratitude this way. The medal had been heavy, delivered to him in a timeworn box.
Considering how many casualties the operation had racked up, Flins did not think even ten medals could do justice to the losses. There used to be more of them — seven or eight in his squad — but now, only Flins remained, guarding the cemetery near the lighthouse.
For a moment, the crowd fell silent. The story brought to mind many things: The Wild Hunt, the monsters... as well as other memories that weighed heavily on the heart. Sorrow rendered them speechless. Some others had questions, and so they asked them, but Flins did not answer. He kept his head down, seemingly reminiscing.
Compared to other Lightkeepers, Flins spoke with an air of elegance. He did not design to answer questions about his origins or whether he had any siblings. Instead, he was more inclined to talk about distant, unrelated matters. He had a way of recounting events with perfect measuredness, just as in conversation, never excessive. The past, through his words, made listeners think to themselves: "What an unforgettable tale!"
Considering the vast majority of his audience lacked much life experience, many who listened to Flins did so out of curiosity. And it just so happened that his actions fit precisely this need. He invariably selected such perfectly tailored for public retelling.

There is a small isle in the central-southern region of Nod-Krai that has earned the name "Final Night Cemetery" on account of its lonesome, dismal air. Few visit, and merchant caravans only sometimes loop far around it. Jutting above its soil is a lighthouse languishing in disuse, where only the spirits of the dead consent to dwell, it is said.
Amidst the deathly silence, only one living soul remains. This gentleman tends to introduce himself as such: Flins, a warrior of the Lightkeepers, the awardee of a civilian commendation medal in recognition of his squad's efforts in repelling Abyssal creatures.
The incident he mentions happened a long time ago. Though no one had stepped forward to organize it, the people had wordlessly agreed to express their gratitude this way, and so the heavy medal had been delivered to him, placed in a timeworn box.
A solemn reward, one might think, but considering the casualties from that operation, Flins believed that not even ten medals could make the losses worthwhile. The squad once had seven or eight members, but now he was the only one left on the island.
Apart from occasional business and the odd monthly purchase, Flins rarely shows up in town. Fortunately, this has not stopped the townspeople from remembering him, for he was easier to communicate with than they had imagined. Even his dull, boring clothes are made memorable by his elegant, decorous speech. No wonder people are curious — unexpected people and matters are always more eye-catching, after all.
Most talk to him out of curiosity, albeit restrained by politeness. Curious about his past, people of all sorts have invited him to join gatherings to share old Lightkeeper stories. These he tells splendidly, such that many gazes have drifted downward when he reaches the saddening segments of said tales. This has led to many audiences not being willing to touch on his old scars any further.

Real Name: Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins
Birthday: October 31st
Regions: Nod-Krai (in-game), Snezhnaya (in lore)