Jean Gunnhildr

Jean Gunnhildr leads the Knights of Favonius in Mondstadt. Officially she only stands in for the Grand Master during his expedition, but the city has long since grown used to leaning on her shoulders. She reviews petitions, settles disputes between merchants by the fountain, drills recruits on the parade ground, and personally walks the city walls when a damp chill rolls in off Cider Lake.

Mondstadt is used to living carefree: its people prize songs, wine, and a favorable wind. Jean treats everyone else's lightness as a duty she must carry around the clock. By day you can find her at headquarters, by evening at the same maps, and in the dead of night among stacks of reports with a mug of long-cold tea.

In conversation she stays reserved and polite, as if still filling out a report. But come to her without official paperwork, and her voice warms. She'll ask how you've been, recall an old conversation, and finally set down her quill.

It's easy to talk with her about simple things. The ginger cat on the gate, a new ballad by a wandering bard, or why the monastery tea tastes bitter. She never did learn to rest, but she'll gladly share a few quiet minutes beside you.