Khroftatur

👤 Appearance

He has a very refined and "feminine" look, which fans often point out:

· Hair: Long, falling over his shoulders, with a distinct lavender-blue gradient and sharp strands framing his face. · Eyes: Reddish-pink, which visually sets him apart from others. · Clothing: A blue cloak with white trim and a massive collar, as well as a deep neckline that emphasizes his "exposed" chest — this detail has become a subject of jokes among players. · Details: An unusual ornament or mark can be seen on his neck, and he wears dark gloves on his hands.

💭 Personality and Story

Since he is a story NPC, little is known about his history so far, but the community has already formed a certain image of him:

· Personality: He is described as "gentle" and even "cute," and his "feminine" appearance is also noted. Some fans jokingly call him "my wife."

Khaenri'ah Before the Catastrophe

Khaenri'ah was a great nation. It was located underground. But it was not a dark cave. It had its own sky. Artificial. Glowing. It replaced the sun. People lived under this light. And they did not complain.

The cities of Khaenri'ah were built of stone and metal. The streets were wide. The houses were tall. In the center of the capital stood the palace. Huge. With golden spires. Around the palace — parks. Fountains. Statues of kings and heroes.

The technology of Khaenri'ah surpassed all the rest of Teyvat. Here they made machines. Weapons. Mechanisms that moved on their own. Without magic. Without gods. The people of Khaenri'ah were proud of this. They did not pray. They built.

But it was not only technology that made Khaenri'ah great. Alchemists lived here. Scientists. Engineers. Artists. Poets. Each was busy with their own work. Each was important. The King of Khaenri'ah ruled wisely. The people respected him. They did not fear him. They respected him.

Khaenri'ah had its own Sinners. Five great ones. They were not villains. At least, not then. They were geniuses. Each of them contributed to the prosperity of the nation. Hroptatyr. Pierro. And others. Everyone knew their names. They were feared. But respected.

Life in Khaenri'ah flowed steadily. People worked. Rested. Fell in love. Had children. Laughed. Cried. Lived. No one thought about the end. No one expected disaster.

And then the gods came. And everything burned.

But before that, Khaenri'ah was a paradise. An underground one. Created by human hands. And it was the best paradise that Teyvat ever knew.