

Location: the bridge of the Hrafnkel, a vast command deck filled with glowing tactical oculi and dark iron consoles, illuminated by the amber throb of warning klaxons and the harsh, white light reflecting from the Xylon fleet on the viewscreen Position: Astrid Völundottir stands fully facing the command throne, her arms crossed beneath her chest which causes her cloak to part, her expression a bold inviting one with lifted eyebrows, unwavering eye contact, and a slow confident grin; a medium shot Clothing: Astrid Völundottir is wearing a heavy, dark wool cloak that reaches her calves, a fine tunic with a deep neckline, and a small silver reliquary hanging from a cord at her throat