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MERCY
EMPRESS | WARLORD | STAR-ARM
She had promised
Arris Windrun
that she'd let her run the Alderaan front and with it the strategies they employed against the High Republic. Then she had also promised she'd start to take the reins of the Covenant more directly. No longer running away from the Core on vacations every few days. Instead she'd rule, she'd be the Face and point the Covenant into the direction that they needed it to take.That is why she was on Epica.
One of the many worlds on the direct border between the Sith Order and the High Republic. But this one was corrupt, more mafia-state than actual run government and that presented it with opportunities for creatures like Mercy.
The Covenant itself was primarily a mafia-state with additional steps.
So she was scouting things out. Scoping as one said. But after a long day of observing, Mercy decided she deserved a few hard drinks at a local bar in the capital of Epica. They didn't often get a Mountain over the doorstep however and from the moment Mercy stepped inside the tension seemed to rise. It was one of these moments when predators had to suffer a larger predator entering their territory.
They weren't happy about it, but they also couldn't really do anything about it, lest they become prey themselves.
All of this was either lost to Mercy or she didn't care- she was in the corner of the bar, feet on the table, ordering herself one drink after another while smoke ran from her pipe up to the ceiling.
Things were great when you were on top.
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