Rianna Organa-Ar'klim
Character
[SIZE=12pt]The description she got of this world was think “little Csilla” which meant, snow. Cold weather gear. Her task which she had volunteered for Erela rolled her eyes, “oh didn’t you learn anything growing up don’t volunteer.”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]She was a contracted worker for the Imperials, a move that had set the head of the D’ulin Clan to using words that she could have only learned from her mandalorian husband. Erela had blushed but she had also stood her ground against her cousin, Satine explaining that the Clan needed the credits there were too many mouths to feed, equipment needed to not do the work.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]This job had hazard pay due to the weather. Erela was scouting, and choosing the place to put a satellite office for the Imperials. A safe house of sorts like the mistryl used on Naboo and a few other places.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Presence was needed.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Dressed in white to blend into the environment Erela walked along the edge of a pristine lake. The skies above reflected perfectly back. A pure sheet of clear glass ice while deadly it was still stunningly beautiful.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Anyone staying her too long could very well end up looking like they were from Csilla rather than Golgatha Alpha. The similarities between the worlds was being compared daily. Erela had no desire to be blue. She was already a lovely caramel colored dark eyed woman.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Scanning ahead there were places that could serve as an outpost once a little housekeeping was done.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]She sent off a message with her location and began the trek up the mountainside.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]She was a contracted worker for the Imperials, a move that had set the head of the D’ulin Clan to using words that she could have only learned from her mandalorian husband. Erela had blushed but she had also stood her ground against her cousin, Satine explaining that the Clan needed the credits there were too many mouths to feed, equipment needed to not do the work.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]This job had hazard pay due to the weather. Erela was scouting, and choosing the place to put a satellite office for the Imperials. A safe house of sorts like the mistryl used on Naboo and a few other places.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Presence was needed.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Dressed in white to blend into the environment Erela walked along the edge of a pristine lake. The skies above reflected perfectly back. A pure sheet of clear glass ice while deadly it was still stunningly beautiful.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Anyone staying her too long could very well end up looking like they were from Csilla rather than Golgatha Alpha. The similarities between the worlds was being compared daily. Erela had no desire to be blue. She was already a lovely caramel colored dark eyed woman.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Scanning ahead there were places that could serve as an outpost once a little housekeeping was done.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]She sent off a message with her location and began the trek up the mountainside.[/SIZE]