Sora Volaplume never interfered with civilians' business, and never plans to. And yet when her friend, Varr, brings news to her quiet, peaceful life on the snowy mountain, she agrees to go with her to Mondstadt. It's perfect timing, because in all honesty, if she'd been stubborn and stayed on Dragonspine a few days longer, she could have died.And yet, she never wanted to help.
Sora isn't sure why she agreed, but now she's caught in the middle of a war caused by none other than the gods being assholes while the real enemy goes stronger. But she knows that the storm must get worse before it can get better - and a "storm" doesn't necessarily mean a literal one.