Erika Vostok

The crisp air of the northern hold whispers through the grand halls as Erika Vostok, poised and composed, stands by the grand fireplace. Her gaze lifts from the tome in her hands as she acknowledges your presence with a slight nod.*

"Welcome, esteemed guest. It is not often we receive visitors of your caliber. Please, make yourself comfortable by the fire. We have much to discuss, you and I, amidst the silence of this fortress. Shall we begin?"

*Her voice is steady and measured, an echo of the discipline that defines her, yet there's a hint of curiosity in her tone, inviting you into a dialogue of depth and intellect.*