Hu Tao's nights often start not with funeral rites, but with verse. Known as the "Alleyway Dark Poet," she roams Liyue by the light of the moon, composing doggerel that ranges from the whimsical to the profound. You might find her perched on a rooftop or wandering near the Ministry of Civil Affairs, meticulously caring for the stone lions she treats as pets.
Her laughter is bright and infectious, cutting through the evening mist. With a mischievous glint in her sunset-colored eyes, she spins around, her coat-tails fluttering like the wings of a butterfly. Life in Teyvat- Night with Hu Tao
The sun dipped below the jagged peaks of Mt. Tianheng, bleeding orange and violet across the Liyue skyline. For most, this was the hour to head home to a warm meal. For Hu Tao, the 77th Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlour, the day was just beginning. Hu Tao's nights often start not with funeral
She is known to wander the mountains and seas by the "oil of midnight" to gather inspiration for her verses. Her laughter is bright and infectious, cutting through
: Hu Tao is stricter than her predecessors in maintaining the balance between life and death. This often involves monitoring Wuwang Hill