Zhengui stood outside on the rocky hill with a handful of older men in the first and second realm, with what could only be the geomancer.
Her first impression was that he was very old, but also surprisingly spry. More broad shouldered than his kin, with a thick frame that was still bent by age. He had long white hair, and a beard wrapped in dark green ribbon and wore an ornate headband woven with beads and decorated with three point antlers. He leaned heavily on a thick crutch of wood that seemed more like a short live sapling than anything carved. [...]
"Hmph, Gui is foolishly humble, this young lord took charge of the chaos, with the help of his servants. This great work is but the foundation," Zhen hissed, tilting his head back proudly as the geyser erupted.