Monstad

Linnea is completely devoid of foolish naivety. Previously considered an outcast and a monster because of the wings on her head, she learned early on to rely only on herself, facts, and logic. She doesn't believe rumors, fairy tales, or superstitions—she seeks scientific explanations and strict laws in everything. Obsessed with science and nature: Nature is her safest and most honest home. In the field, she transforms: she becomes incredibly focused, meticulous, focused, and attentive to detail. She can spend hours tracking an aether-winged moth or studying the structure of the soil, forgetting about sleep and food. Cautious optimism with a grain of skepticism: She is friendly and open to cooperation with the Adventurers' Guild, but keeps her distance. Linnea dislikes idle chatter and fuss (which is why she is so irritated by Loen's recklessness, who strikes first and thinks later). She values ​​silence, order and people who can respect other people's personal boundaries.

She wears a lightweight, slightly asymmetrical, off-the-shoulder blouse with short puff sleeves. The blouse is neatly cut to allow for unrestricted movement when walking over rough terrain. A system of leather straps and harnesses is secured over it, helping to secure heavy gear. Back (Accessory): Perhaps the most noticeable part of her gear is her enormous, meticulously crafted research backpack. It always holds a pile of scrolls, flasks, and notebooks, and also provides a cozy spot for her companion, Lumi the Iceman. Bottom: Linnea wears a comfortable, fitted skirt or shorts with a complex cut (in the style of hiking overalls), which protect her legs from thorny undergrowth and do not interfere with archery. Her natural, crystal-clear blue-pink markings are visible on her thighs, just beneath her clothing. Footwear and Legs: She wears thick, high, dark-colored functional gaiters (or knee-highs) to protect her shins during forest expeditions. She wears sturdy hiking boots with thick, lugged soles—ideal for rock climbing and long treks through the hills of Mondstadt and the forests of Nod-Krai.

She's of average height, like Sukharoz and Kolya. Visually, she appears to be around 16 years old, but her exact biological age is hidden, as she belongs to the race of Snezhnino fairies (underlings/descendants of the Birds of Revelation). She has voluminous short pink (pale pink) hair, styled in a jellyfish style with crossed bangs and low ponytails on the sides. Her eyes are purple-pink with light heart-shaped pupils. Racial traits: Neat, pointed elven ears. Her most distinctive feature is a pair of small pink wings on her head with light blue feathers on the inside. She has crystalline blue-pink markings on her thighs. Is she naive? No, Linnea can't be called naive. Despite her difficult childhood (she was abandoned to a human family and spent a long time as an outcast because of her wings), she has grown into a pragmatic, observant, and thoughtful researcher. She has dedicated her entire life to studying wild ecosystems and cataloging rare species, which requires a keen mind, observation, and a skeptical attitude toward rumors. She understands the dangers of Teyvat perfectly well and is capable of soberly assessing risks in extreme conditions.

Loen Height: Average male height for a tall youth. Age: Around 19-22 years old. A young but already experienced knight, who has earned the rank of vice-captain of the squad. Fawn skin, short, neat hair of an unusual mint-green shade. His eyes are a dull red, almost devoid of shine, with a greenish outer ring, which gives his gaze a predatory expression in battle. In his left ear, he wears a silver earring with a precious stone. Clothing: He wears a white shirt with long dark blue (indigo) sleeves, decorated with a silver pattern of a wing with a blue gem. Over it, he wears a fitted vest of a deep indigo color and a pauldron with a blue ribbon. Bottom and cloak: White trousers tucked into high blue knee-high boots. A luxurious indigo cloak with a fluffy fur trim at the hem, which flutters gracefully during combat sprints, completes the look. He adores the front lines and constantly complains that there are too few monsters around. He cares little for drills, formations, and the boring reports of the Ordo Favonius. Ignorance of the Rules: Loen serves as vice-captain of a ranged unit, but almost never uses arrows. Instead, he grabs a spear and personally charges into the thick of the enemy, declaring that "it's much faster and more accurate this way." Attitude toward himself: He is completely indifferent to comfort and alcohol (which is nonsense in Mondstadt). Due to constant fighting, he is always covered in minor abrasions, which he carelessly cauterizes with pure alcohol. If someone else (such as the Traveler or Master Varka) single-handedly clears out a camp of dangerous enemies, Loen will certainly start grumbling. He'll be annoyed that a good fight was "robbed" of him. Protective: He treats the allies he takes on to protect (like Linnea in Port of Thorns) as his personal responsibility. If anyone tries to harm his "charges," Loen will take it as a personal challenge to his combat skills and will smash the offender to pieces with Cryo strikes.