Priscilla Tel'Lightstalker
Character
After the captain was released, the other woman had cleared the databases of any mention of Scilla and had then disappeared. She didn't know why and didn't think it was that important. Aren had helped, and that was all she knew. Clearing out her cell, the men Vulpesen had brought along carried her stuff to their ship. Throughout most of the process, she sat silently as the life she had known was demolished. Darum was her companion and comfort. Anything else wasn't important, but he insisted that everything get brought along for her.
Cleaning up didn't take very long, and she was taken aboard his transport. Once again, she sat on the cold deck and cuddled her dog. The men were leaving her alone except for one, who was keeping an eye on her. Even he wasn't speaking to her but watching her. Why? She hadn't done anything. Never mind, yes, she had. She had totally scorched her keeper and ended his life. She had murdered a man, and she didn't know if he even had a family. Had she taken from them a father, brother, or husband?
This was something she would have to live with for a very long time, but she wasn't going to let it eat away at her soul. That was something that belonged to her, and nobody could take that. The blemish would fade away eventually, but right now it was still firmly burning away.
"Where are we going?"
A question to know and learn. Whatever the answer, it probably wouldn't mean anything to her, but she asked anyway.
Vulpesen
Cleaning up didn't take very long, and she was taken aboard his transport. Once again, she sat on the cold deck and cuddled her dog. The men were leaving her alone except for one, who was keeping an eye on her. Even he wasn't speaking to her but watching her. Why? She hadn't done anything. Never mind, yes, she had. She had totally scorched her keeper and ended his life. She had murdered a man, and she didn't know if he even had a family. Had she taken from them a father, brother, or husband?
This was something she would have to live with for a very long time, but she wasn't going to let it eat away at her soul. That was something that belonged to her, and nobody could take that. The blemish would fade away eventually, but right now it was still firmly burning away.
"Where are we going?"
A question to know and learn. Whatever the answer, it probably wouldn't mean anything to her, but she asked anyway.
Vulpesen