[ He Xuan looks far from his usual appearances as the Earth Master. Tall and thin, with pale skin and a sharp forehead, he's a sullen, withdrawn figure who seems to be a fixture of the Bazaar. He chews on some dumplings as he walks around the Bazaar, easily moving between crowds, until a child bumps into him.
It rattles him enough that he drops his dumplings, making him sigh. The child apologizes but hastily and scampers off, and He Xuan sets off in hopes of finding something else— he's always hungry, you see. He's likely to be found in line for more food, wherever he's seen, or eating.
Stop him, and he'll offer a suggestion: ]
Avoid that vendor. [ He points off toward one cart in the distance. ] They'll cheat you, never give you the right amount of food.
ii. blood rains.
[ Of course, the blood rains aren't entirely new, but he isn't always paying attention to them. So the first time they hit, he's surprised, the hunger evident on his face, and he hurries off to find shelter, or someone with an umbrella.
He's polite enough when he stops people, and he does take no, if someone doesn't want to share their umbrella, but he glares at anyone who refuses, and hurries off to find someone else. If accepted, he'll talk, if necessary. Otherwise, he'll stand there, like a lump. ]
iii. wildcard.
[ Please throw anything you feel like at me, and I will roll with it. Or let me know if you'd like a custom starter! ]
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It rattles him enough that he drops his dumplings, making him sigh. The child apologizes but hastily and scampers off, and He Xuan sets off in hopes of finding something else— he's always hungry, you see. He's likely to be found in line for more food, wherever he's seen, or eating.
Stop him, and he'll offer a suggestion: ]
Avoid that vendor. [ He points off toward one cart in the distance. ] They'll cheat you, never give you the right amount of food.
ii. blood rains.
He's polite enough when he stops people, and he does take no, if someone doesn't want to share their umbrella, but he glares at anyone who refuses, and hurries off to find someone else. If accepted, he'll talk, if necessary. Otherwise, he'll stand there, like a lump. ]
iii. wildcard.
[ Please throw anything you feel like at me, and I will roll with it. Or let me know if you'd like a custom starter! ]