the goddess of the frostmoon, though has since inherited the trilunar authority from her three sisters of the moons
was once a fatui harbinger ranked as the third strongest, but has since retired from their ranks
likes to eat things like fragrant breads and fresh fruit and vegetables, saying that it makes her think of the world as it should be experienced in its most natural state
despite her powers as the trilunar goddess, she actively does not change much about the world around her, using only the amount of powers she'd need to protect those she calls her friends
can be a grade a ragebaiter when she wants to be... sometimes even when she isn't trying to be!
enjoys humming and singing a lot and tends to do it for herself more than anything, though doesn't mind if others overhear her
"I'm cooling my wounds off." He responds cheerily, although he can't quite suppress the chill that runs down his spine, independent of the snow, at seeing the Damselette in person. There was something not quite right about her, even in this place full of people who weren't quite right.
"I work at a fight club," he adds, for context, sitting up on his elbows in the snow.
"Nooot...entirely sure it'd be your scene, though." Or maybe it would - he found it almost impossible to get a read on her. Maybe she actually had more in common with him than he thought! Maybe...
Well, maybe she absolutely loathed him. He's really not entirely sure.
SO SHE HAD BEEN RIGHT ABOUT THE LATTER. given their briefest encounters back home within the fatui headquarters, she had noticed how bruised and beaten he would appear come times. how he received them was always left to her imagination, only learning thereafter of his penchant for battle, used as a mere weapon by the tsarista in particular moments which he had gratefully taken upon himself. it was something she could not quite understand, especially as she is now.
it makes her wonder how much or little he truly knows of her in turn. where they once crossed paths at sandrone's tea parties, there were hardly many words spoken between them, much as she had not spoken to many at that time in her most distant days.
❝ No. I don't use clubs to fight, so it probably would not suit me. ❞ was she being entirely serious? her tone and demeanor, gentle yet spoken with an earnestness that wraps around her in her quieted tone, only serves to say yes. though she had leaned over prior, her posture straightens as he begins to prop himself up on his elbows, still looking down at the eleventh harbinger that lounges so readily in the snow at her bare feet. ❝ Did you use one today? Is that why you're covered in wounds? ❞
reasonable concerns, considering here she were no goddess and sought to connect with others. extensive isolation, with the exception of her colleagues and soldiers, would inevitably gnaw at her spirit. and that was without... everything else she had endured across an unfathomable time.
to see Columbina breathe free and speak without affixed title during Moon Prayer Night had been a delight to witness — and here, that could be a much more frequent occurrence, both with and without the backdrop of a festival. there were many here with esteemed positions in their worlds, but under these stars, they were much closer to the passers-by created to create a bustling environment. Columbina wished to be something other than a goddess, and this world was the perfect opportunity to grant that.
"of course — if you want to make friends, we'd be more than happy to help. you had so much fun in Nasha Town, so seeing that again, without that feeling being shattered, well, who wouldn't want that for you?"
Paimon nodded, knowing that, with certain factors in mind, they were likely the best option for the goddess to lean on. ✦yeah — imagine the others being brought here and seeing you flourish. we'll help so you can show off that progress. plus Flins knows he's not the best suited, and no-one needs you and Sandrone causing a scene.✦
FOND MEMORIES FORM IN HER MIND AT ITS MENTION. that day she had meant to bid final farewells, to return to a moon that awaited her somewhere within the skies. while it did not fully come true, her departure one born more of necessity than to return home come the end, those very moments still stay within her heart to be cherished evermore. ❝ Yes. It would be nice to be able to experience such a wonderful feeling as that again, ❞ she admits, the tug of a smile apparent at the corners of her lips as she does so. whether or not others were brought here and saw her was not truly of her concern. in the end, she wishes to do it for her own sake, desiring not to return to the path of isolation and, most importantly, averting her gaze from what their world, and this one, too, has to offer.
though there is a curiosity to what it is that paimon interjects, head tilting to the side ever so slightly at one name in specific. ❝ Hmm? Flins is here as well? ❞ that might mean there were others beyond her past colleagues.
❝ Then... if we could rehearse a conversation... ❞ would that make more sense in the way of aiding her? so that she, in the moment, could practice, using what skills she has to response and then cultivate them to a better understanding. ❝ If that's alright, we can begin whenever you'd like. Ask me something I might encounter in a conversation and I will give a response. Then, you can tell me if it's good or not. ❞
At that, Himmel just smiled at the woman with utmost confidence.
"It won't. I've trained enough times to make sure that never happens-- of course I've sustained other injuries to my body, but my face will always remain untouched so long as I can help it. I could never let something so important be tampered with, after all!"
❝ Is one's face more important than the rest of one's body? ❞ that was... new. while she knew the head was surely a vital spot, there was also the heart, too. ❝ There is someone I know who did the same. But his face was always bloodied, swollen, and bruised the few times I saw him. That is why it will. ❞
"If I'm to ever get my sword back, participating might not be such a bad idea.. though, that's only if they allow weaponry. Hand to hand combat isn't my style at all-- what if my beautiful face was damaged?"
IT IS A STRANGE FEELING TO SIT HERE THIS TIME. the sound of her breathing seems louder than usual with every breath in she takes, no sound of song or idle chatter escaping her lips. darkened tresses pool around her, knees pulled in toward her chest as she takes up the smallest portion of the marionette's bed, folded in on herself as if it were to minimize any chance of breaking that very quietude she had been insisted on giving her. a finger traces atop the blanket, swirling around a sole petal that has fallen upon it, another soon falling beside it.
for, where the whitened mask rests upon the goddess' face, a myriad of flowers blossom forth from between its holes, alternating between a cycle of bloom and withering. they had appeared so suddenly, it took her little time to find her friend to question what was happening, trusting that, if anyone could, it would be her. but each second that passes, it grows harder to keep her silence in thanks to the myriad of secrets she carries with her in respect and, truthfully, in a sense of grief. she awkwardly shifts in place as a few more sprout upon fair skin with these passing thoughts.
❝ Sandrone一? ❞ she calls to her, lifting her head a little to turn where the harbinger sits at her desk in focus. ❝ Have you found anything out about them yet? ❞ ... this had been the second time she asked that question within the last five minutes.
the moon goddess of nod-krai, the damslette of the fatui, and even kuutar of the frostmoon scions 一 all of these are but names to the reflections that make her who she is. born into the land of teyvat 500 years ago, she was once, and still is, worshipped as the goddess of the frostmoon by many throughout nod-krai. having resigned from the fatui harbingers and the fatui itself, she has thus taken it upon herself to travel the lands and see more of it with her eyes rather than remaining closed off to all that is around her.
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PLATONIC
一 ⠀ friendship. ⠀ first and foremost: please please pleeeeeaaase give this girl some close friends and companions, i'm begging you!! while she definitely has allies and friends here from her home world, i honestly think she'd benefit (and truly deserves) so much by branching out and making various kinds of friends in her stay here. unfortunately on her part, she can be a little awkward and shy when it comes to conversation with people, often saying something inappropriate or inconsiderate at times without really meaning to. the more her and another person get to know one another, the more she starts to be purely herself around them as a whole. things like singing for you as you sit around or do parallel play, sharing her food if she doesn't happen to eat it all without thinking first, or just otherwise spending time with you. she's someone who will protect you and will keep your secrets, believing it isn't her place to spread things about her friends. things like this are an unconditional view for her, having grown tired of transactional relationships after experiencing them so long. she's willing to give so much to those she cares for, but once she realizes you're either just using her or taking advantage, she will leave of her own accord.
一 ⠀ fellow foodies. ⠀ do you like food and drink? maybe not so much alcohol, but she's someone who appreciates foods and eating. if you'd like someone to enjoy good meals with together, especially if the food is fresh and natural compared to processed, she's definitely fit for the job! bonus points if you're willing to handle all the transactions and reservations on her part!!
一 ⠀ divine beings. ⠀ gods, goddesses, angels, and so forth. if you happen to be any of these things, maybe you and her can bond over your experiences, whether shared or differing alike. she'd probably be interested to hear about how others have been treated by those who worship them or if their own worlds accepted or rejected them.
一 ⠀ the devout/faithful. ⠀ whether or not it's her you worship if that's something you'd like to explore or another deity, i'm always fascinated in seeing how others of faith interact with other divine beings. if you'd be interested in something along these lines, just let me know when i reach out! she may be a little uncomfortable, though, after her experiences with it, but it also depends on how you treat her overall.
一 ⠀ gentle guidance. ⠀ while she isn't purely naive, there are things that columbina tends to be a bit ignorant on when it comes to socializing and some rules/cultures. maybe your character comes to be someone who helps her learn and grow as she integrates more into society openly! this can go hand in hand with friends or those who are devout, etc. this can go in the hilarious direction of people teaching her stupid or silly/incorrect things, too. either way, she'd be grateful.
一 ⠀ the ragebaiter/the ragebaited. ⠀ she is undoubtedly the ragebaiter in this scenario. this kind of goes hand in hand with her inconsiderate statements, though she does say things pointedly, too. so if you'd like to get occasionally ragebaited by a moon goddess, here's your shining opportunity!
一 ⠀ found family. ⠀ just like friends, she truly does crave a place to call home. nod-krai and teyvat is that for her, but in isola, she'd likely want to seek something similar out for her stay. whether it's as siblings or any other sort of familial bond, especially after the tragic siblingisms between her and dottore in their clashing views and paths, she might be a little wary at first until she knows you're someone safe who isn't going to use her.
一 ⠀ enemies. ⠀ while she used to be a part of the fatui, she's since retired from that life. she isn't really someone who's antagonistic, mostly keeping to herself, but there's always the option that maybe someone has beef with her. of course, anyone who puts her friends and loved ones in harms way will automatically not be seen in a friendly manner and she'll do what she must, even if it means having to kill you directly if you don't back down.
ROMANTIC
一 ⠀ crushes. ⠀ oh boy, things like crushes or liking someone is such unknown territory for her, i don't even think she'd be able to realize she has a crush or even know what it is without someone educating her if she happened to get one. she's more than likely to think she just wants to be really close and good friends with someone when any kind of deeper emotion than friendship starts to hit, being fairly oblivious to what's really happening in that socially budding heart of hers. with fleeting things like this, i'd be open for short arcs or plots involving things on this level, which could maybe even help her learn more about this sort of feeling as a whole even if it may or may not work out overall. you're also welcome to have your character just crush on her freely, too, if that's what you'd like to do!
一 ⠀ unrequited/one-sided. ⠀ again, something she's not familiar with in the slightest on a romantic scale. she's aware of feelings in general sometimes not aligning with others or how they view one another, but that's a whole other story and experience she's gone through. i think it'd be interesting if she or someone got something one-sided going, delving into an exploration of unconditional emotions (or even conditional in their want for returned feelings?) and how it affects people and situations.
一 ⠀ love. ⠀ romantic love is, much like crushes, a foreign concept to her, something she hasn't come across in her life quite yet nor really thinks about. her focus has been just finding home for so long that it probably hasn't even crossed her mind that home can be found in someone you fall in love with, too. chances are she'd be very awkward and have no real footing to stand on when navigating deeper feelings like this, likely needing help from someone and seeking advice on every little doubt or uncertainty of what to do and how to handle things, what's the "normal" way to be with someone in this manner, what she should prioritize and so forth. that being said, i feel this is something that should probably happen more naturally and with found chemistry throughout their interactions for her than jumping into any sort of outright plans, especially since her big focus has been on platonic connections that she still struggles with at times even now. of course, if our characters have interacted a substantial amount and we both feel like it's heading that way without any kind of force or predetermined outcome for dating, i'm more than willing to commit her to a single character in that moment after a discussion if you bring it up or if i do the same and you agree! as a note: i do see columbina as bisexual with more of a lean towards feminine presenting individuals, but if your character is more masculine presenting then that's just as okay!
with how well the animals concealed themselves, the speculation they'd practice from other games, or perhaps the appearance of excitable children, didn't feel all that outrageous. regardless, it gave them ample time to speak while canvasing the area. Lumine imagined Columbina were still in the process of finding her feet — her life had changed tremendously before being pulled into this space, let alone piling this other world and its systems on top.
✦that's not surprising. talking with kuuhenki isn't the same as talking with other people — and you didn't get a lot of chance to practice, with everything that was happening.
but now we can help — and we aren't the only friends here, so you'll have others to guide you along. so, tell us, what's tripping you up? we'll start there.✦
TAKING A FEW STEPS FORWARD, the moonlit goddess turns her head each way, listening intently to what it is paimon speaks, all while seeking any sound the animals might give away. eyebrows furrow briefly in her concentration, as if she were attempting to get used to this strange world without kuuvahki, before leaning over to peek behind a bush with no success. this was not too surprising given how what power she had kept for herself has dwindled upon her arrival here, limited by those who hail themselves as stars in the sky, and yet still something a little concerning when it comes to adjusting to everyday life once again.
pausing for a moment, she returns her attention back to the traveler and paimon both now, a shake of her head to denote none of the animals were there to find. ❝ No, I did not have much chance. Even with my past colleagues, there were only a few who I spoke with on my own. The rest were because of Sandrone's parties that I went to. Here, there are plenty of opportunities to try. But... ❞ she falls silent for a little while, head hanging to stare at bare feet upon the ground momentarily.
❝ I worry that I'm not capable of keeping up with the conversations this island has to give and might say something inappropriate. ❞ making anyone feel uncomfortable was the last thing she wishes to do, truthfully, the memory of that poor, unfortunate waitress still lingering in her mind come times and how terrified she had seemed of her merely not knowing how to pay. ❝ Would you help me practice... ? ❞
this had been... unexpected, retuning only to find her room is not as she left it, more so with another occupying her sleeping space. it doesn't bother her in particular, she's just surprised seeing who it happened to be. a familiar face who isn't one of the more unfavourable choices. that, she could let slide, despite the initial confusion.
"yes, I can see that." then again, it's always been this way. Columbina had a habit of showing up out of the blue, whether invited or otherwise. "and how, exactly, did you find out where I was?" she can only guess the traveler must have mentioned it, if not Paimon. or perhaps another harbinger. there's hardly anyone else who could direct the other here, not when she has made sure to keep to herself as much as possible during her stay.
perhaps it doesn't actually matter who. "well, never mind. whatever brought you here, it's good to see someone else I can trust."
IT WAS A RELIEF THE OTHER DIDN'T MIND, a sensation of acceptance washing over her, much as she has felt time and again when it came to not only arlecchino, but sandrone as well. properly sitting up as the other speaks, soon beginning to push herself up to stand properly, she opens her mouth to respond, only closing it thereafter upon the knave ushering in the words never mind. were that the case, there would be no reason to linger on it, instead offering the smallest nod of her head in acknowledgement. ❝ Yes. Though I have only been here a short while, it is nice to see my friends, ❞ she replies, offering a small smile, too, as she speaks this.
despite the happiness she feels in knowing that many whom she cares for are here, in a place where she can come to their aid if need it, it fails to dawn on her that perhaps it was a little insensitive to have such thoughts. well, it wasn't as if anyone has pointed it out to her... so perhaps it was alright.
❝ Does that mean there are more here who are our allies? I know that the Traveler and Paimon are here. As well as... ❞ she trails off, falling strangely silent, as if the stillness of the moon's shadow itself has enshrouded her in a myriad of emotions she still has yet to fully process upon that particular meeting.
"That must be something to behold for sure." Any dragons from her world that could have done that had long since been gone. And the ones that did still exist were dealt with thanks to everyone's efforts in the first place. Although she did wonder if the ones from her world were far more communicative then Camilla's...
"I wouldn't be able to tell you dear. Dragons are rather fickle individuals. And while we do have their blood in our veins only one of us can really truly be one of them in the first place. If it sounds complicated its because it is somewhat. At least compared to what you are telling me..."
SHE SEEMS AT LEAST A LITTLE INTRIGUED. now, whether it was truly a thing to behold or not... well, she wouldn't really know fully, either. instead, something else pops out of her mouth. ❝ I'm not sure about that. Two of them have put many people, including my sisters, into prison. ❞ it was certainly a fact, though she hadn't quite met the hydro dragon in person, everything merely hearsay. were they like nibelung in the end? whatever the case was, she would prefer not to seek them out of her own accord.
though when camilla begins talking about truly being one and carrying a dragon's blood in their veins, her brows furrow gently in thought.
❝ ... it does sound complicated. ❞ she can only wonder how long it might take to explain were she to ask. was it alright to ask in the first place? ❝ Then... does that mean you are not a family of dragons? Or are you? If only one of you can become one... ❞
sometimes you wanna put the more quiet and reserved characters through it, especially when it'll technically be her first event. so! consider this a starter call for the isola event: crocus amongus! i'll be capping at three since i do have some things to catch up on across blogs, but castmates won't count towards the cap itself.
✦well, animals tend to gravitate towards good people, so of course they'd choose to hang around you. Lauma's probably been swarmed the whole time she's been here.✦
the pair could imagine the Moonchanter would feel content with Fantasci's tranquillity, its similarities to Hiisi Island probably the closest she'd feel to home. it must have been particularly difficult for Columbina for that reason, cast back into the confusion she'd long lived, a sliver of moonlight once more. but they could take comfort in that she faced not the same predicament — if anything, she'd been sought out by this world, and her existential tether secure as result. plus she'd found ways to occupy herself, friends already gathering.
"I'd like to seek with you. it'll give us time to talk. about anything — whatever you want".
DID THEY TRULY DO SO? it makes sense, in some ways, on why they would gather around lauma and a few others she had witnessed around hiisi island. for her, it was mostly the kuuhenki who kept her company amidst a vast loneliness, far from the living entities of the island itself. here, however, it was different 一 the smallest creatures were fond of most visitors, only veering away from a select few. could this be what paimon means regarding their intuition for those around them?
one nod is given in response to both, her attention turning back to the traveler. ❝ Alright. The animals are already in their hiding spots, so there is no need to count again, ❞ she informs her friends, another glance around as if to see if she can find any peeking out from their little areas. it's only after a few moments of awkward silence that she finally speaks once more.
❝ Though... I'm not quite sure what we could speak of. ❞ it makes her feel a little insecure about it, as if she should have improved from her days of isolation. though a few ideas come to her, she figures they aren't pressing matters to seek out just now, instead choosing something simple to start out. ❝ Um... since arriving here, I have been trying to practice my conversation skills for strangers. But I've been having a little trouble... ❞
