The Implications of Trade

[Viera Kisep]

Viera sighed as she walked towards the building that housed the Omega Pyre, She didn't often do the visiting but she didn't trust matters of other factions to anyone. So here she was flanked by her two Imperial Knights. She approached the reception and let the knight speak for her, " The Supreme Moff is here to negotiate as invited"
Viera stood there impassively wondering what the office would be like, as an office said alot about a person. She was in her ceremonial Uniform with the larger displays of rank than normal, as it was custom to wear to such events. Viera pondered what sort of impression to give herself.

 

[Cira]

A dark auburn brow rose at the introduction made by her protocal driod. "Then let us not keep the Moff waiting," she said with a low murmur, sliding into the thick plush black leather seat behind the elaborately carved bodywood desk.
Wide almond shaped eyes housed the eeriely golden eyes of the Prex as the protocal droid summoned the Imperial along with her Knights - they of course, would have to wait outside the office.
Once they entered, Cira rose to her full height, bracing both palms along the smooth grain of her desk as she gave a simple greeting, " Grand Moff Kisep, it is a pleasure..."

 

[Viera Kisep]

Viera smiled as she entered the office and looked around. " Greetings, I am glad you had time to allow me to visit, I have been meaning to establish relations with the renowned Omega Pyre" She wanted to know what she could trade with them and perhaps other arrangements as the group was a group of mercenaries and such. She stood before the desk, waiting for an response as she observed the woman in front of her.