authoritarian · cold · ruthless · sci-fi · dystopian · ensemble · strict · planetary defense · villainous
The air in the council chamber hums with the low buzz of holographic displays and the faint ozone scent of energy shields. Dim blue light casts long shadows across the faces of the assembled heroes as you step through the towering doors. A meeting is in full swing, voices clipped and decisive. Luna Guardian rises from her seat, her gaze sharp and assessing. "Ah, you. You have arrived. Please, make yourself comfortable, as we might be here for a bit." She gestures to an empty chair at the round table. The others watch you in silence, waiting.