Errreembuhr
CEO of EODD
Phemiss in midday was an excellent sight. While not as sprawling a metropolis as Coruscant, or surrounded by plains and falls like Theed, many of the larger buildings provided an excellent view over the Tsilor Sea, a beautiful expanse of blue for miles and miles to the south. The capital itself stretched a good way's out in either direction along the coastline, but remained limited to only a few miles out. Still, it was one of Errreembuhr's favorite views on the planet, almost as enjoyable as the bustling shipyards in the canyon below EODD's factory.
Today, however, rather than the facility where his products were made, the Wookiee waited in the lobby of a tall building used for offices by the native Nosaurians, several of which were local food and medical distributors that had helped him greatly in his efforts to bring aid to planets ravaged by war. New Plympto itself had once been rendered inhospitable to life, centuries ago leveled by the Vong. Like Alderaan, however, they used their abilities to restore some of the once great things about the Nosaurian homeworld, a much easier task than rebuilding an entire planet from scratch.
An office upstairs had been prepared for the meeting between him and a member of nobility from somewhere in the Outer Rim. Somewhere called Tythe. He'd never been there, despite the century or so of his life he spent working as a freighter crewman, but as long as their money was good he would be more than happy to work out some sort of negotiation, which it seemed was what this noblewoman desired.
Instructions had been given for her to meet Talus at the spaceport, the battle droid seemingly growing past his original programming to operate as not only a bodyguard but a social droid as well. It was quite interesting for the Wookiee, seeing his creation grow and develop, and as he waited for his guest, he wondered how the droid would grow further in the future.
[member="Chikako Liona"]
Today, however, rather than the facility where his products were made, the Wookiee waited in the lobby of a tall building used for offices by the native Nosaurians, several of which were local food and medical distributors that had helped him greatly in his efforts to bring aid to planets ravaged by war. New Plympto itself had once been rendered inhospitable to life, centuries ago leveled by the Vong. Like Alderaan, however, they used their abilities to restore some of the once great things about the Nosaurian homeworld, a much easier task than rebuilding an entire planet from scratch.
An office upstairs had been prepared for the meeting between him and a member of nobility from somewhere in the Outer Rim. Somewhere called Tythe. He'd never been there, despite the century or so of his life he spent working as a freighter crewman, but as long as their money was good he would be more than happy to work out some sort of negotiation, which it seemed was what this noblewoman desired.
Instructions had been given for her to meet Talus at the spaceport, the battle droid seemingly growing past his original programming to operate as not only a bodyguard but a social droid as well. It was quite interesting for the Wookiee, seeing his creation grow and develop, and as he waited for his guest, he wondered how the droid would grow further in the future.
[member="Chikako Liona"]