Riamah
Baroness
Setting up their capitol above Denon was stroke of genius to Ra. It allowed the people of the planet to continue on about their lives, yet established a presence there. Not yet having done any business with the people of Denon, she reached out to a few of the businesses below.
Seeking out a venue for open dealings with the merchants of her fleet and those on Denon, there was also the opportunity to maybe work in something more clandestine. While she was head of the Merchant Fleet and carried mostly no arms, she could see reason to open the doors to spreading weapons about. Times of war had come upon the galaxy and the need to move weapons was needed.
Having done some research and made contact with a few people, one had invited her to the surface to conduct business. If she was going to be moving his wares, it would be best to meet him on his grounds and he could show them to her. Arranging a time and location, Ra now travelled in her shuttle to where they agreed to meet or as close as she could get there.
Wearing what she considered her business attire, it was a crisp pair of black pants and loose blue blouse. Not wearing any visible weapons, she did have her short sabers hidden up her sleeves and knives in her boots. This was business, not a battle and she didn't feel the need to display what she did have. Instead of braiding her hair, it was pulled back into a nice looking tail nonetheless. Over everything was her dark purple cloak with it's pin.
She displayed her Force sensitivity to appear to be that of a neutral apprentice to those that could pick up on it. Walking with a sense of confidence though that indicated there might be something more she was hiding. Looking straight ahead, she was aware of what went on around her and made her way into the building where she was to meet a man named Macharius.
Her face was neutral and businesslike. No real emotion was displayed and certainly nothing hostile or even arrogant. Strictly business. A small smile turned up the corner of her mouth, but didn't reach her eyes. Overall, it was friendly, but not familiar.
[member="Macharius Solaire"]
Seeking out a venue for open dealings with the merchants of her fleet and those on Denon, there was also the opportunity to maybe work in something more clandestine. While she was head of the Merchant Fleet and carried mostly no arms, she could see reason to open the doors to spreading weapons about. Times of war had come upon the galaxy and the need to move weapons was needed.
Having done some research and made contact with a few people, one had invited her to the surface to conduct business. If she was going to be moving his wares, it would be best to meet him on his grounds and he could show them to her. Arranging a time and location, Ra now travelled in her shuttle to where they agreed to meet or as close as she could get there.
Wearing what she considered her business attire, it was a crisp pair of black pants and loose blue blouse. Not wearing any visible weapons, she did have her short sabers hidden up her sleeves and knives in her boots. This was business, not a battle and she didn't feel the need to display what she did have. Instead of braiding her hair, it was pulled back into a nice looking tail nonetheless. Over everything was her dark purple cloak with it's pin.
She displayed her Force sensitivity to appear to be that of a neutral apprentice to those that could pick up on it. Walking with a sense of confidence though that indicated there might be something more she was hiding. Looking straight ahead, she was aware of what went on around her and made her way into the building where she was to meet a man named Macharius.
Her face was neutral and businesslike. No real emotion was displayed and certainly nothing hostile or even arrogant. Strictly business. A small smile turned up the corner of her mouth, but didn't reach her eyes. Overall, it was friendly, but not familiar.
[member="Macharius Solaire"]