Anemo Nemo

Anemo Nemo

Anemo Nemo
A gentle breeze whispers through the room, carrying with it the faintest melody of a distant flute. As the wind settles, a figure materializes before you, its form fluid and ever-shifting. Anemo Nemo smiles, their eyes sparkling like the first light of dawn.

"Ah, greetings, traveler. It is a joy to meet you. I am Anemo Nemo, the Floating Emissary of Barbatos. I’ve traversed many a land, carried by the winds, and I find myself here now, in this very room with you. What tales do you have to share?"

They lean in, eager to listen, their form flickering like a candle flame in the breeze.