Loreena Arenais-Valhoun
Owner of Dar'manda Industries
Lori kept watch from under her hood, keeping her hands clasped in front of her like the other aides did. She took note of those that spoke, memorizing their faces andhow they performed. All of this was a performance. It was almost grandstanding. Each delegate puffed themselves up and showed off their fancy feathers in order to entice the others into following along with their whims.
And to think that she was going to be like them once upon a time. In Lori's youth she was a Commenori princess, daughter to it's Queen. Many thought that she'd follow in her Mom's footsteps, delving into a life of politics and meetings such as this. But that wasn't the life she was given. The Sith and others saw to that. Instead she had done whatever she felt like, going from one shipping job to the next, with some treasure hunting inbetween. And now she was helping to destroy an evil Empire that did nothing but cover the Galaxy in blood and screams. And for what? Control of whatever masses they kept alive to be cogs in their machine?
Whether or not she'd die in the attempt was anyone's guess. But it wasn't as though she had anything to hold her back from fighting. Lori was tough and stubborn. She would face death equally so.
Yet she had to stifle back those feelings here, lest they be picked up on. Guards were everywhere and prpbably Sith too. She needed to be mindful.
And to think that she was going to be like them once upon a time. In Lori's youth she was a Commenori princess, daughter to it's Queen. Many thought that she'd follow in her Mom's footsteps, delving into a life of politics and meetings such as this. But that wasn't the life she was given. The Sith and others saw to that. Instead she had done whatever she felt like, going from one shipping job to the next, with some treasure hunting inbetween. And now she was helping to destroy an evil Empire that did nothing but cover the Galaxy in blood and screams. And for what? Control of whatever masses they kept alive to be cogs in their machine?
Whether or not she'd die in the attempt was anyone's guess. But it wasn't as though she had anything to hold her back from fighting. Lori was tough and stubborn. She would face death equally so.
Yet she had to stifle back those feelings here, lest they be picked up on. Guards were everywhere and prpbably Sith too. She needed to be mindful.