Lady Moll
Character
A spaceport, one after another.
Grouped around are pilots, smugglers and everything in between.
The manager of the establishment had a slight green tint glazed over their eyes. Listening and every now and again would deliver whispers of the strange woman that took refuge in a private room.
Healing? Fortune telling? She seems to have something for everyone. The bartender would go on and on. Ever so often a lone pilot would have their curiosity peeked and venture off into the back room to meet the mysterious woman dressed in black garb. In response it would always be the same.
A echoing voice, seemingly coming out of the woman as if the voice itself was surrounding the patron along with a tall, pale woman sitting in front of a seemingly glowing crystal ball.
"What is it you seek, traveler? "
Grouped around are pilots, smugglers and everything in between.
The manager of the establishment had a slight green tint glazed over their eyes. Listening and every now and again would deliver whispers of the strange woman that took refuge in a private room.
Healing? Fortune telling? She seems to have something for everyone. The bartender would go on and on. Ever so often a lone pilot would have their curiosity peeked and venture off into the back room to meet the mysterious woman dressed in black garb. In response it would always be the same.
A echoing voice, seemingly coming out of the woman as if the voice itself was surrounding the patron along with a tall, pale woman sitting in front of a seemingly glowing crystal ball.
"What is it you seek, traveler? "