The voice had led Uncharles to expect someone of a senior demographic, most likely male-presenting, but the Chief Librarian wore armour that made him seem only a slightly more ornate version of his robotic underlings. Only darkness held sway within the eyeslit of his helm. Out of habit, Uncharles’ comms routines reached out to link and handshake, but of course there was nothing there to connect with.
Initial impression of the Chief Librarian
