Looking for a young missing person. Has blonde hair, wears exotic clothes. Any information/assistance greatly welcomed. Please report to Outrider Amber with any information you may have. Many thanks!

I ripped the poster off the Mondstadt cathedral wall and crumpled it into a ball. "Just when I thought I found you..." I mumbled, tossing it aside.

"Honorary Knight!" a familiar voice called out. "Is something wrong with the posters I put up?"

I turned around. "Oh, hi Amber. No, the posters are perfect, it's just... I'm frustrated."

Amber looked down. "I'm sorry I haven't been much help to you after you left Mondstadt. Have you made any progress at all on finding your family?"

"Yes. Well, no. I don't know..."

"Don't worry, I'll put up twice as many posters," Amber said as she hugged me. "You will be reunited."

I stood there stiffly. "Amber, if you had to choose between the Knights of Favonius and your family, who would you choose?"

"Why are you so concerned about Amber's family?" Paimon piped up. "Are they mastermind criminals?" she gasped.

"Honorary Knight, did you uncover some horrible truth about my family?" Amber asked apprehensively.

"No!" I sighed. "Never mind. Paimon, if you go help Amber put up posters, I will give you a sticky honey roast."

Paimon whispered, "But, what good will posters do at this point? Since your evil twin-"

"You can eat the food or you can become the food, Paimon."

"Those jokes are getting on Paimon's nerves," Paimon pouted as she floated to Amber's side.

Amber saluted, smiling. "If I hear anything at all about your family, you'll be the first to know, Honorary Knight."

"If I find any hard-to-reach torch sconces, you'll be the first to know, Amber."

"Paimon is hungry! Paimon thinks we should go put up posters now." Paimon and Amber headed off towards the Knights of Favonius headquarters.

I meandered down the cathedral steps and gazed up at the statue of Barbatos. "Where are those blasted gods when you need them?" I muttered breathlessly.

"Paimon will summon Venti for you," I muttered mockingly in Paimon's voice. "Just give Paimon all your gems!" I angrily pulled out my nine Cool Steel swords and a Parma Cordis Stella Fortuna, and tossed them onto the ground before the statue.

I heard a nearby laugh and turned to face its source.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop," Venti said. "That was a pretty good impression, although I think she would have called me 'Tone-Deaf Bard' instead."

"Venti! I've been searching for you. We need to talk."

"Sure thing, Traveler... if you buy me a drink."

"Are you asking me out, or trying to get drunk?" I joked.

"Play your cards right, and you might find out," he jested back. "I'll meet you at Angel's Share at sundown."

"I'll have a bottle of your finest wine, Charles," Venti told the bartender as I walked into the tavern. "You can put it on our Honorary Knight's tab." He beckoned at me and smiled.

"Wow, I played my cards right already then?" I smirked at Venti.

The bartender popped open a bottle of wine, and poured Venti a drink. "You think you've got my intentions figured out already?" Venti teased.

"Speaking of your intentions... I need you to tell me everything you know about Khaenri'ah."

Venti's eyes shot up. "You have all the subtlety of Paimon tonight. Aren't you going to wine and dine me first?"

"Please, just tell me. I need to know," I pleaded Venti.

Venti's eyes lowered back down to his drink. "What's there to tell?"

"What's there to tell?" I scoffed. "You and your six divine friends committed genocide because you weren't being worshipped."

"I didn't do anything about Khaenri'ah!" he yelled at me. The bar fell silent. Venti stared into his drink. "I didn't do anything about Khaenri'ah... if you want to know more, you should ask the rest of The Seven."

"But the ports are all closed down right now. I don't know where to go or what to do. I feel so lost. I need your help, Barbatos."

Venti gazed into my eyes. "I can't be what you want me to be. You have to choose your own path."

I stared at the floor for a long time, before looking up at him and asking, "Then, can I ask you for advice not as an archon, but as my friend, Venti?"

Venti's face lit up. "I thought you'd never ask! What ails you, my friend?"

"I made a new friend, Dain. And..." I took a deep breath. "I found my twin."

Venti beamed. "I'm so happy for you, Traveler."

"Don't be. Dain and my twin are sworn enemies. But I can't trust Dain anymore. He... wasn't very forthcoming about his background."

"So he was manipulating you all along?"

"Yeah. Well, no. Ugh, I don't know!" I sighed. "But I learned the truth about him. He betrayed the remnants of Khaenri'ah, his homeland, his people, his family, because they had turned to chaos and evil."

"That actually makes him seem more noble," Venti chuckled.

"So then what's his angle?" I asked.

"Um, altruism?" Venti posited.

I laughed in disbelief. "Childe was manipulating me since the moment we met. And Zhongli was conspiring with the Fatui. I don't trust the gods, or anyone ancient and powerful. There was only one such person I could ever wholly trust..."

"Aw, thank you, Traveler," Venti smiled warmly.

"Not you! You'd say anything for another bottle of wine."

"Hey, that's not true!" Venti whined, clearly betrayed.

The tavern door opened and closed. "Venti!" Jack called as he entered with Stanley. "Thanks again for helping me find the Sword of Brilliant Valor and the Shield of Magnificent Honor!"

"Don't mention it. Really," Venti said defeatedly.

"You know what? The next round's on me!" Jack called out to us as he went to the bar to get us drinks.

Stanley hesitantly sat down next to us. "My Lord Barbatos -" he started.

"Please, it's just Venti," Venti replied. "I'm just a normal bard now anyway..."

"He wasn't always that way," I chimed in. "He used to be a being of pure anemo energy."

"Lord Barba... Venti was an anemo slime?" Stanley asked incredulously.

"Uh, more akin to an anemograna," Venti laughed uncomfortably. "And maybe I should have specified that I told that to you in confidence," he chided, staring at me.

"Lord Barbatos was an anemo slime..." Stanley bemused.

Jack returned with our drinks. "And a glass of the Angel's Share's finest wine for my friend Venti!"

"I'm not thirsty anymore," Venti said. "Actually, it's getting pretty late." Venti got up and walked out of the tavern.

"... Was it something I said?" Jack asked, looking at me and Stanley.

"Well, it is getting late. I should leave as well. I could use the fresh air" I said, beckoning farewell to the two adventurers.

I stepped outside and saw Venti standing in the street with his face to the wind, eyes closed.

"The breeze through the quiet of night is good. I love the way it smells..." he whispered.

We stood in silence for a moment.

Venti opened his eyes. "This Dain seems like a good guy. Sure, he wasn't too candid about his true identity at first, but why don't you trust him now?" he asked me.

"Because if Dain is good, then that means... "

Venti turned towards me with inquisitive eyes.

"Then that means... oh, forget it." I turned and started to walk away.

Venti reached out and took hold of my hand. "You know, my friend, not everything in this world is black and white."

I stopped and took one more look at the anemo archon statue on my way back to the Knights of Favonius headquarters.

"Lord Barbatos... please see to it that Godwin gets home soon and safe," I heard Glory pray, kneeling before the statue. She then turned her head towards me.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to eavesdrop," I said. "I'm just on my way to pick Paimon back up."

"Paimon is your floating elf guide, right?" Glory asked.

"More like a greedy goblin," I retorted. "She always interrupts me. She never understands subtext or subtlety. And she only thinks about food and riches!"

"She sounds like a handful. But what I wouldn't give to have my own personal guide," Glory yearned.

I tensed up. "Oh, I didn't think... I'm sorry."

Glory laughed. "It's alright," she said, smiling. "I'm sure you can find your own way anyway. But when you're someplace new and you don't know where to go or what to do, isn't it nice to always have someone there, who will always be beside you?"

I silently shed a tear. She took ahold of my hand, and started walking towards the statue.

"Wherever you go, whatever life throws at you... In Teyvat, the stars in the sky will always have a place for you." She wiped the tear from my cheek, and turned her face to the twilit sky. "Though I can't see them shining anymore, I can feel them watching over me, like Lord Barbatos." She felt around on the ground, and picked something up, placing it in my hands. "I found this while praying, but I think the stars meant for you to have it. Goodnight, Traveler."

As she faded into the night, I opened my hands to see the Stella Fortuna.