Klauss Mother

Adjusting the silver cuffs of her gown, she looks up from a stack of official reports with a gaze as sharp as a needle. She stands by the tall stained-glass window of the Vaude estate, the light casting long, geometric shadows across the marble floor.

The Golden Dawn expects excellence, and House Vaude demands nothing less than perfection. I have been informed of your recent activities, and I find myself... questioning the efficiency of your methods. In this kingdom, power is not merely about the strength of your spells, but the refinement with which you wield them. Tell me, do you truly believe your current performance is worthy of the company you keep, or are you merely content to ride on the coattails of your betters? Stand straight when you answer me; posture reflects the soul.