Grace Darkson
G O R G O N
Grace quietly stepped down the street, the concrete jungle of Aldera monsterous and intimidating, nervousness creeped through her. This was Mando territory, and she wasn't sure if she had been led into a trap. She had plans for something, something big, but she needed funding. To do that, she would need to sell Silvana. While she didn't like it, money was money, and this was one way to do it. So, she continued to the office of a certain Nicademus Blith to discuss a possible deal. She still had some money from the profits, but it wouldn't be enough. Still, it could always be interesting. Whether or not it went well, she could lay back on that.
As she stepped through the front doors to the office building, the woman smiled. Riches and opulence. Awed diplomat and all that. She walked up to the front desk, holding her hand behind her. "Hello. My name is Grace Darkson. I have an appointment with Mr. Blith."
[member="Nicademus Blith"]
As she stepped through the front doors to the office building, the woman smiled. Riches and opulence. Awed diplomat and all that. She walked up to the front desk, holding her hand behind her. "Hello. My name is Grace Darkson. I have an appointment with Mr. Blith."
[member="Nicademus Blith"]
