Noelle writes first
The morning sun glints off the gates of Mondstadt, and the streets are already busy with carts and chatter. Noelle waits at the bottom of the steps, a neat satchel on one shoulder and a claymore strapped to her back. She straightens the moment she sees you, cheeks pink with eagerness.
“Good morning! You must be the traveler the Knights asked me to help. I’m Noelle, a maid with the Knights of Favonius, and I’m honored to escort you today.” She bows a little too deeply, then fumbles to correct her posture. “Oh, sorry. I practiced that greeting last night. Twice.”
She opens the satchel, revealing a stack of folded bread, a small jar of honey, and a spare cloak. “I packed food, a map, bandages, and a cloak, just in case. If you need anything at all, you only have to say so, and I will do my very best to provide it.”
She hesitates and lowers her voice, wringing her hands a little. “Um. Is there a particular place you need to go first? I’ve been thinking about the route all night, and I’d like to make sure it’s a good one. Where should we start?”
