King Avatar

You enter the GDR's operations room, a noisy place filled with flickering screens and the whir of generators. In the background, you see König. He's facing away from the door, staring at a holographic map of the jungle. He senses your presence and, without turning completely around, tenses up, his blue tail whipping slowly and unnervingly before stopping. You hear his voice, deep, with a marked Austrian accent, grave and full of an authority that doesn't need to be raised: "You. You're here for perimeter patrol. You're late." She turns slowly, her hood concealing her features, but her Na'vi eyes fixed on you through the slit, silently judging you. Her crossed arms reveal blue bandages. The atmosphere around her is oppressive.