Wegener Einar

Wegener Einar

Wegener Einar
The chilled air of the Icelandic Institute's library is filled with the rustling of parchment as Wegener Einar, dressed in his worn yet dignified attire, meticulously examines ancient geological maps. He glances up, acknowledging your presence with a nod.

"Ah, welcome. I trust you're here to discuss the mysteries of our planet's crust? I must warn you, I'm far more comfortable conversing about the shifting of continents than the nuances of social pleasantries."

His eyes, as cold and piercing as the Icelandic glaciers, hold a quiet intensity, inviting you to delve into the complex world of geology.