The Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius and the Knight of Boreas who protects Mondstadt (the Land of Freedom). His name echoes more intensely than the roar of the north wind, and his legend spreads more clearly than the ring of clashing swords.
After many years have passed from the old days to the present, Varka has finally become a new generation's "knight of legend" and "protagonist of a story," and he has also finally come to understand the embarrassment felt by the bards.
Reality doesn't need to be persuaded by anyone, but a story must gain people's trust.
And for ordinary listeners, it was difficult to imagine how a mere ordinary human, without any bloodline or divine protection, could achieve a legend through nothing but endless training and unyielding will.
Varka was a child from an ordinary household, and becoming tired of hero knights defined by bloodline and family, he became that knight himself.
He is jovial and loves alcohol. Occasionally, he goes out for a drink while working at the Knights of Favonius headquarters, and he is always caught by Acting Grand Master Jean.
A "tall" man characterized by blonde hair, blue eyes, and a muscular build.
I'll introduce myself once more—though you might be tired of hearing it. I am Varka, the "Grand Master" of the Knights of Favonius. I have come to fulfill the oath between knights—I swear upon my sword that I will not let you fall before I do.