Arla Ordo
Mandalorian Redhead
She wasn't one to stand and wring her hands with worry. But when things were tough when things were beginning to bear down on her she turned to Naimes her battle partner. They watched each other's back the treasure around her neck was a gift from him. The only one she had.
She asked Naimes to her little house, the small one story with just enough space. The colours that shaded the walls were soft tones of brown green and blue. They helped to sooth her so different from the harsh red oranges of Tattooine where she grew up. The furniture was soft comfortable covered in leathers and soft blankets. A place where comfort was the key not how much or costly. This was her refuge from war where her armor was kept in silent vigil.
She had wanted to spend the day hunting with Naimes and then have fresh shatual but time had slipped away. She had hoped to show off her cooking skills. But today with so much on her mind she had only been able to pull some leftovers out and chill a couple bottles of dark ale. It wasn't much but she suspected it would be enough.
She needed to talk to him.
This would be the first time since he left for the tournament that she would see him. She knew he had gotten her gift as it had travelled around to find him. She hoped he liked them having made them herself what better gift for someone you cared for than homemade.
[member="Naimes Ahn-Dross"]
She asked Naimes to her little house, the small one story with just enough space. The colours that shaded the walls were soft tones of brown green and blue. They helped to sooth her so different from the harsh red oranges of Tattooine where she grew up. The furniture was soft comfortable covered in leathers and soft blankets. A place where comfort was the key not how much or costly. This was her refuge from war where her armor was kept in silent vigil.
She had wanted to spend the day hunting with Naimes and then have fresh shatual but time had slipped away. She had hoped to show off her cooking skills. But today with so much on her mind she had only been able to pull some leftovers out and chill a couple bottles of dark ale. It wasn't much but she suspected it would be enough.
She needed to talk to him.
This would be the first time since he left for the tournament that she would see him. She knew he had gotten her gift as it had travelled around to find him. She hoped he liked them having made them herself what better gift for someone you cared for than homemade.
[member="Naimes Ahn-Dross"]