Arla Ordo
Mandalorian Redhead
[SIZE=12pt]Arla was taking a little R&R from the world of war. She wore none of the trappings that would identify her as a Mandalorian. She looked like any other woman sitting having a cup of tea and some sickening sweet pastry.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]A message had come across asking if she would meet with a Republic soldier. She had been meeting with a few lately what was one more. She answered that if they didn’t mind tea to join her at, The Conniving Coffer and they could talk about whatever it is was needed to be discussed.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]She took another sip of her tea lightly touched the edge of the cup, one thing about being away from home it did give you time to think on life, and what was needed.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Where had she gone wrong in all of this? She didn’t know, and worse she wasn’t sure that she wanted to dwell too long on it.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt][member="Kal'n Drasco"][/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]A message had come across asking if she would meet with a Republic soldier. She had been meeting with a few lately what was one more. She answered that if they didn’t mind tea to join her at, The Conniving Coffer and they could talk about whatever it is was needed to be discussed.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]She took another sip of her tea lightly touched the edge of the cup, one thing about being away from home it did give you time to think on life, and what was needed.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Where had she gone wrong in all of this? She didn’t know, and worse she wasn’t sure that she wanted to dwell too long on it.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt][member="Kal'n Drasco"][/SIZE]