Ashin Varanin
Professional Enabler
@[member="Lucien Cordel"] @[member="Darth Arcis"] @[member="Shado"] @[member="Spencer Jacobs"] @[member="Jared Ovmar"] @[member="Sargon Vynea"] @[member="Eldoc Quasat"] @[member="Valik"] @[member="Mikhail Shorn"]
The Coldharbor was not, officially, a Fringe vessel. It was, instead, a wandering safe haven of sorts for Darksiders of all kinds, its ports of call passed on by word of mouth. In a conference room overlooking the promenade of Coldharbor Street down the ship's central axis, a masked Ashin -- her Force presence detectable but unrecognizable -- waited for the core elements of the Fringe. They all knew who they were meeting, of course.
The Coldharbor was not, officially, a Fringe vessel. It was, instead, a wandering safe haven of sorts for Darksiders of all kinds, its ports of call passed on by word of mouth. In a conference room overlooking the promenade of Coldharbor Street down the ship's central axis, a masked Ashin -- her Force presence detectable but unrecognizable -- waited for the core elements of the Fringe. They all knew who they were meeting, of course.