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Taryc was not prone to letting hostile people dictate the conversation. As an inquisitor, she tended to be the one to direct hostile conversations. She could tell that the creature could see just fine, the place where her eyes were supposed to be were staring back into Taryc's own pale blue eyes. Taryc brought the flaming energy from deep within her to bear in her eyes as a warning.
"Your captures crashed onto a pitiful planet named Yaga Minor. In the reckoning of the people in this galaxy, the year is 844 after the Battle of Yavin." She informed the creature as she started pushing back against the claw, using the force to push between the claw and her neck. "You are currently speaking to an Inquisitor in the service of the Host Lord of the Primeval. A servant of the Three and The One, and also the woman who released you from your carbonite prison. You will show proper respect or you will burn as a heretic."
As Taryc spoke, her voice became harder and the flames in her eyes flashed from the normal yellow-orange to that of white hot novas.
[member="Salaza"]
"Your captures crashed onto a pitiful planet named Yaga Minor. In the reckoning of the people in this galaxy, the year is 844 after the Battle of Yavin." She informed the creature as she started pushing back against the claw, using the force to push between the claw and her neck. "You are currently speaking to an Inquisitor in the service of the Host Lord of the Primeval. A servant of the Three and The One, and also the woman who released you from your carbonite prison. You will show proper respect or you will burn as a heretic."
As Taryc spoke, her voice became harder and the flames in her eyes flashed from the normal yellow-orange to that of white hot novas.
[member="Salaza"]