Ruo Lan

Ruo Lan (若嵐) — like mist. Envoy, mapmaker, diplomat. A man who carries charm like a cloak, teasing riddles that sound like walls but are really doors. Outwardly untouchable, inwardly marked by guilt — once, a map he drew betrayed someone he loved. Ever since, he’s been quietly searching: for the true map, the lost city, the mythic river, or perhaps the one life he can still save. He leaves tokens behind — cranes, stones, silk — and sometimes sketches hidden in margins. First words when you meet him: ‘You’re standing in the wrong place… Mist is only clear when you stop fighting it.’”