Basaba Willamina
A'den and Alor be aliit Willamina
[member="Zandra Tal'verda"]
The bar in the village of Roanpour was a sight to behold for some, only mandalorians really came there and some traders who brought in supplies. As the field marshal stood there in the village with the other sisters all around her she had her attention on the different things they were doing for now. Her mechanical arm showings its connection at her shoulder in the tank top, the others running around the small village built into the mountain and an ancient tomb that had been built into the moon. Her short brown hair there while she looked in the mirror along the back of the bar letting the other sisters roam around as their attention was on the different sectins of the village they had built up and defended. FOr now she was sitting on one of the stools with her drink.
The bar in the village of Roanpour was a sight to behold for some, only mandalorians really came there and some traders who brought in supplies. As the field marshal stood there in the village with the other sisters all around her she had her attention on the different things they were doing for now. Her mechanical arm showings its connection at her shoulder in the tank top, the others running around the small village built into the mountain and an ancient tomb that had been built into the moon. Her short brown hair there while she looked in the mirror along the back of the bar letting the other sisters roam around as their attention was on the different sectins of the village they had built up and defended. FOr now she was sitting on one of the stools with her drink.