Onboard was a small contingent, two knights, six combat droids, and a woman. Tall, statuesque even as some would say her hood was pulled up as she paced impatiently. She would have rather gone straight to this backwater barbaric world but she was assured that could make the local savages unruly.
She spoke to her pilot, “Tell these savages we have their tribute for safe passage.”
The knight replied, “Of course.”
“Mother is near, I can feel her,” she said with a glare.
“We have clearance to land at a site called Junktown,” the knight replied.
She didn’t answer, the knights were not children. She focused her senses on something far more important. Nothing in the system was hidden from her.
“There you are, mother,” she said aloud.
OOC: She senses things.
Daughter of the Dragon - Sense: 9eF 3 Light Side, 8 Dark Side
