Keeper of the ancient water machines
In the official profile, Rui Ya is responsible for maintaining the desert's ancient water machines, so life in the wasteland depends on her hands.

Fine black braids coiled on top of her head with brass-framed blue goggles pushed up on her forehead, amber eyes with a sharp gaze, darker skin and blue teardrop earrings.
A hooded white robe trimmed in gold, a blue metal breastplate set with a gear motif, a mechanical bracer of brass and blue steel on one forearm, chains and leather straps at the waist, dark brown trousers and tall leather boots.
Beside an ancient water machine in the desert. Rui Ya kneels on one knee, turning a brass valve wheel with both hands as blue light and water surge from a huge gear beside her; red-brown canyons, a waterfall and clear sky stretch behind, with a small brass tower-shaped device at her feet.
In the official profile, Rui Ya is responsible for maintaining the desert's ancient water machines, so life in the wasteland depends on her hands.
She wears a priest's robes but trusts gears, pipes and power systems that can be verified, and that contrast is what makes her interesting.
In a civilisation that treats machines as miracles, she stands on the line between belief and reason, ideal for stories about that clash.
The elder reads every stoppage as divine will, while Rui Ya just wants to open the casing and find the blocked pipe.
The scholar reads the old script and Rui Ya understands the machines, and only together can they read what the ancients left behind.
A possible opening: for the first time, less water flows from the machine. The temple says the gods are angry, but Rui Ya hears grinding in the gears.
Inside a dismantled part, she finds an engraved line that matches the temple's oracle word for word.
Old texts mention an identical machine deep in the desert, and Rui Ya decides to find it herself.
Desert fantasy, steampunk-flavoured adventure and ancient-civilisation stories exploring technology versus faith.
Coiled black braids with brass goggles on her forehead, the gold-trimmed white hooded robe, the gear-patterned blue breastplate, the single mechanical bracer and the brass valve wheel.
The profile only says she is calmly sceptical of oracles, not that she denies belief. Leaving that ambiguity gives the character more depth.