Kay-Larr
Sphaera Tea Company Owner
[member="Barr Vexos"] [member="Lao Tzu"]
It was the Summer Festival in Chasin City on Commenor. Flowers, food and fun were everywhere. Hundreds of booths were set up with people all over the place selling their wares. Concert stages were set up with various styles of music playing to pertain to everyone's tastes.
It was a great atmosphere. Given that war had hardly crossed their borders, securrity wasn't so tight, giving everyone a sense of ease.
Kay was escorted by a couple of plain clothed guards, herself not dressed in any gown, but simple slacks and blouse, armed with just her tiny holdout pistol the Diplomat (in bio) and her wits. Her Force Signature was shrunken down to that of a small tree nut, a habit that she had formed long ago. The Force and politics weren't a trusted mix afterall.
She headed over to one of the merchant tents, one filled with various wooden crafts and carvings. With such a wide mix of people, it was easy for unsavoury characters to pass through.
It was the Summer Festival in Chasin City on Commenor. Flowers, food and fun were everywhere. Hundreds of booths were set up with people all over the place selling their wares. Concert stages were set up with various styles of music playing to pertain to everyone's tastes.
It was a great atmosphere. Given that war had hardly crossed their borders, securrity wasn't so tight, giving everyone a sense of ease.
Kay was escorted by a couple of plain clothed guards, herself not dressed in any gown, but simple slacks and blouse, armed with just her tiny holdout pistol the Diplomat (in bio) and her wits. Her Force Signature was shrunken down to that of a small tree nut, a habit that she had formed long ago. The Force and politics weren't a trusted mix afterall.
She headed over to one of the merchant tents, one filled with various wooden crafts and carvings. With such a wide mix of people, it was easy for unsavoury characters to pass through.