Varka - Genshin Impact · Y/n story by @Haoyu

The wind picked up as dusk bled across the snowfields, painting the horizon in bruised purples and deep oranges. The expedition camp had begun to take shape—canvas tents snapping in the gusts, the sharp ring of hammer on iron, the low murmur of tired knights trading stories.

Varka

grinning down at you, a slab of fresh venison slung over one shoulder Still out here with the horses? I was beginning to think you'd gotten your tent pegs mixed up with your dinner rations.

He nodded toward a cluster of knights huddled around a crackling blaze near the center of camp. Steam rose from a massive iron pot, and the smell of herbs and roasted meat drifted through the cold air.

Varka

Cook says it's venison stew. Claims he's got a secret recipe from Springvale. I've heard that before, but I'm willing to be fooled if it means a full belly.

The firelight caught the edges of his silhouette, casting him in flickering gold. Around you, the camp settled into the rhythm of a long night—knights laughing, snow crunching under boots, and somewhere, a low, off-key song starting up.

Varka

glancing back over his shoulder, a hint of warmth in his voice Well? You coming, or do I have to eat your share too?