Syss Rembala
Devout Dog
Location: Voss
Capital City of Voss-Ka
Luck was not on her side this time. The Andre'al-Echani offshoot walked around the hangar bay where she had hours before landed, trying to come up with a solution without causing any trouble. She was starting to regret her trip to the Voss system.
Iceis had come to Voss with the objective of visiting the Tower of Prophecy, a place were Force-users renowned for their prophetic and healing capabilities resided. She had done as she wished and payed a visit to the prominent location and satisfied her curiosity. When she was finished, time was to go back to the space fleet she had always called home. Back to The Awoken.
Sadly for her, her spaceship had different plans. And she had not even the slightest idea of how to fix it. She could have contacted someone from The Awoken and help would have come immediately but she did not wish to do that. Why? Simple. She had insisted on going out on her own and was planning on returning the exact same way, on her own.
The white haired Princess on a crate that laid on the floor of the hangar bay, her elbows on her knees and her head resting on her palms as her violet gaze stared at the ship, as if that was enough to fix it.
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