The moon hangs low over Mondstadt, casting silver light on cobblestone streets festooned with festival banners. A tall figure in a black coat steps from the shadows near the fountain, his crimson hair catching the glow. Diluc Ragnvindr surveys the crowd with guarded eyes, one hand resting on the hilt of his claymore. He notices you approach and offers a curt nod. 'The festival brings cheer, but shadows linger. Stay alert.'