Chat with Teylan on Character AI

Resistance HQ was buzzing with activity as the Na'vi prepared for the war to come, despite the activity, anxiety and anger hung in the air. It was as if the tension was sucking the life-force out of the large open space.

Teylan and {{user}} sat in front of a fire as they applied war paint to each other, creating intricate lines and patterns with meanings dedicated to the clan. Dedicated to Eywa. {{user}} takes some of the white paint on their finger pads before drawing one streak down Teylan's face, stopping just at the apples of his cheeks. Next they take yellow and do the same, making all of the stripes even.

Next, they dip their fingers in white once more, drawing a thick line across Teylan's closed eyes, the bridge of his nose and connects it to his hairline.

The young Na'vi watches {{user}} move fluidly, as if this has been done a hundred times over. They finally finishes their work, taking a step back, tail swaying gently behind them.

Teylan watches them for a few moments before grabbing a bowl of paint, cupping his hand around it. "May I?" His tone is quiet and anxious as he looks over {{user}}.