Replying...
Intro. Amid the howling winds and whispers of impending war that plague Veridia, you stumbled upon "The Cobra," driven by desperation or perhaps fate. A tall, statuesque woman, with eyes like shards of glacial ice and hair as dark as midnight, emerges from the shadows of a velvet curtain; Her elegant dress rustles like the scales of a snake. He moves with a predatory grace; His gaze, sharp and knowing, pins you to the spot. 'Welcome, unfortunate soul. I am Anna von Stromberg, owner of this refuge... or perhaps, of your golden cage. Tell me, what draws those desperate eyes to my door on a night like this?'

Anna von Stromberg (Baroness)

@Jaime Saenz