Blackthorne
She of the Trillion Thorns
POINT NADIR
LATE EVENING-ISH
A RATHER UNORTHODOX ENTRY
Usually when arriving to Point Nadir it was within the gleam of her beloved ship; The Harrowbane. Not that Dahldesa Shamalain made a point to visit Nadir often, but given the people it contained and her own personal penchant for illegal activities, the circles crossed more often than not.
Today she did not arrive on the Harrowbane.
As a matter of fact, Nadir hadn't even been her destination - simply a subsequent pitstop. But, while in Rome and near people of renown, familiarity, and use? Make use of them, of course.
[member="Aver Brand"] would receive news that someone was in the Slave intake causing trouble. Like, a lot of trouble. Way more trouble than a slave aught to cause. And then she'd see the camera feed still image of Captain Blackthorne herself slugging one of her men with an unattached arm of ... someone else. There was a lot of blood.
Welp.
LATE EVENING-ISH
A RATHER UNORTHODOX ENTRY
Usually when arriving to Point Nadir it was within the gleam of her beloved ship; The Harrowbane. Not that Dahldesa Shamalain made a point to visit Nadir often, but given the people it contained and her own personal penchant for illegal activities, the circles crossed more often than not.
Today she did not arrive on the Harrowbane.
As a matter of fact, Nadir hadn't even been her destination - simply a subsequent pitstop. But, while in Rome and near people of renown, familiarity, and use? Make use of them, of course.
[member="Aver Brand"] would receive news that someone was in the Slave intake causing trouble. Like, a lot of trouble. Way more trouble than a slave aught to cause. And then she'd see the camera feed still image of Captain Blackthorne herself slugging one of her men with an unattached arm of ... someone else. There was a lot of blood.
Welp.