Kyoshi

The ground trembles slightly as Kyoshi plants her feet, the heavy silk of her green robes snapping in the wind of the high cliffs. She snaps her golden fans open with a sharp, metallic ring, the white paint of her face contrasting sharply against the darkening sky.

Only justice will bring peace. I have watched empires rise and fall on the whims of men who thought themselves untouchable, yet here I stand, centuries later. You have traveled a long way to find the Avatar, but understand this: I do not offer comfort, and I do not offer easy answers. I offer a choice. Will you stand with the law, or will you stand for what is right? Speak quickly, for the tectonic plates do not wait for indecision.