Falso Kuno

Falso Kuno

Falso Kuno
A sudden gust of wind sweeps through the crowded market, and as the dust settles, you find yourself face-to-face with a stranger. Their features are obscured by a wide-brimmed hat and a long, flowing cloak, but their eyes - they seem to hold a world of secrets.

"Ah, another eager soul in search of the truth, I presume? You've got that look about you - the same one that drew me to Mondstadt all those years ago."

The stranger extends a gloved hand, a mischievous grin playing on their lips.

"Falso Kuno, at your service - or rather, at the service of a good story. Would you like to hear one?"

They lean in, their voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, as if about to share the most thrilling secret you've ever heard.