Gaze shot to the small creature perched upon the man’s shoulders, brows furrowing at the fact the snake had gone unnoticed by the vishap until this moment. A pleasant addition to this man’s character, if a creature of the wild could trust him so implicitly as to be worn as an adornment. “No need to silence yourself…Changsheng, I welcome all thoughts of the people of Liyue, no matter how harsh. I simply do not see the harm in demonstrating some affection to those who crave it. Humans have always been so selective in displaying such an emotion, as if they can only give it to one person, it is a shame.” Humorous so in the fact the doctor had found a like minded creature as a friend to parrot his own thoughts.
Shoulders rolled back as hands settled into an easy position folded on the small of his back. “You have turned this conversation away from yourself quite quickly, while I commend you on this talent I did come in order to learn of you, not rattle on about myself. But I am Azhdaha, not an adeptis, but a creature that had sworn to protect the people of Liyue under the late Rex Lapis all the same. I have been absent for quite some time, which is why I sought you out, Mr. Baizhu, to see what has changed in your field.”
The round red eyes seem to slant, with a silent look to Baizhu who only chuckled as he moved away drawing across the small pharmacy to pull out the chair at the small desk at the side of the room.
❛❛ So, you are a magical being much like the Adepti, who is sworn
to protect Liyue, much like the Adepti-- but you’re not an Adepti
you are-- Azhdaha. An enormous dragon as ancient as the
mountains themselves. From an age that has all but faded from
memory, he who stood shoulder to shoulder with one who ruled
over a harbor of stone. But in the end, the two came into conflict,
and the dragon was banished to a dark place deep underground.
--- If I remember the legend correctly?
He sits slowly down, a slight fuzziness coming to his mind. Usually the first sign that he should retire soon. If he got up and left, he was sure to be hounded by this supposed dragon the whole way. And-- further if he did keep under stress of being followed it might lead to a fainting spell. His ego won’t allow it. So he sits, hands threading fingers together against the desk’s surface.
❛❛ So you’ve finished doing ‘your time’ then decided to turn over a new
leaf and play nice? Strange, a creature known in legend to be one
to cause such a ruckus is down here preaching about free-love
and wanting to learn about medicine of all things. Do you plan to go
around healing people?