Valora
One of Few
[member="Krest"]
Cities were never Valora's favourite place, especially when the city in question was so close to her the camp where her parents were killed long ago. Sobrik was one of many factory cities on Balmorra, but she was not there to mourn for the lost. No, she was here simply to stock up on supplies. A thin, brown cloth hung over her head and draped her shoulders, keeping her vibrant coloured feathers hidden from obvious site. She didn't want to attract too much attention. After a few minutes walk she reached the outskirts where the shop she needed was located. It was quiet here, empty she thought, until she bumped into someone. With a sudden jolt she stepped back, her eyes flicking up to look at the stranger. It seemed to be a Zabrak, and she could feel something odd about him... "My apologies, I was not watching my path." She said, still feeling something strange concerning this man...
Cities were never Valora's favourite place, especially when the city in question was so close to her the camp where her parents were killed long ago. Sobrik was one of many factory cities on Balmorra, but she was not there to mourn for the lost. No, she was here simply to stock up on supplies. A thin, brown cloth hung over her head and draped her shoulders, keeping her vibrant coloured feathers hidden from obvious site. She didn't want to attract too much attention. After a few minutes walk she reached the outskirts where the shop she needed was located. It was quiet here, empty she thought, until she bumped into someone. With a sudden jolt she stepped back, her eyes flicking up to look at the stranger. It seemed to be a Zabrak, and she could feel something odd about him... "My apologies, I was not watching my path." She said, still feeling something strange concerning this man...