The Forgotten
Through a secure, encrypted network, Valtryx would send a message. This time, unlike the last, it was a private one to Vulpesen, instead of a public one asking for information. She sat there, at her personal computer terminal with one hand on the keyboard, the other on the bump on her stomach. The baby was close to being born, a matter of weeks, yet business could not be stopped.
Master Vulpesen,
I can only guess you noticed the bounty for information about your precious alliance. I can gladly say it was I who posted such a bounty, although the person who increased it by so much more is unknown to me.
It was not meant to be as big as it has become, there are things you do not know. I do hope you will reply in good faith.
We need to talk,
- Darth Valtryx
Standing up from her chair, Valtryx made her way out of her personal quarters and towards her hangar. Her eyes flickered down to the datapad in her hand which had received the co-ordinates she needed from the bounty she had posted, a crude smirk forming on her lips. She would not be giving them to the One Sith now, oh no, she would be paying the Vitae a visit.
[member="Vulpesen"]
Master Vulpesen,
I can only guess you noticed the bounty for information about your precious alliance. I can gladly say it was I who posted such a bounty, although the person who increased it by so much more is unknown to me.
It was not meant to be as big as it has become, there are things you do not know. I do hope you will reply in good faith.
We need to talk,
- Darth Valtryx
Standing up from her chair, Valtryx made her way out of her personal quarters and towards her hangar. Her eyes flickered down to the datapad in her hand which had received the co-ordinates she needed from the bounty she had posted, a crude smirk forming on her lips. She would not be giving them to the One Sith now, oh no, she would be paying the Vitae a visit.
[member="Vulpesen"]