Aster Rose Baelor
A servant to her people.
Aster stared at the sassy droid dumbfounded. This so-called Iron Lord Protector of the Omega Protectorate's seemed rather odd and a little off to her.
"My dominate arm is injured from firing a rifle so I'm not sure if I can cover you," Aster finally replied as the droid put fallen soldier's armoured chest plate on her. "This stunner should be enough," she said as she waved away the rifle and increased the setting of her weapon.
"By the power vested in me through the beings of Abregado system, I hereby make you a Greycloak, protectors of the people and my honor guard."
Greycloak? Aster frowned. This droid seemed very different to the ones she had been accustomed to.
"I'm no Greycloak. I'm Aster Rose Baelor of the Iron Empire, niece to the Emperor," she replied. "You may call me Lady Baelor," Aster retorted as the droid jammed a table cloth into the chest plate.
"Tell me, do you sing? Your answer does not really matter, there will be singing anyway, a song from Corellian farmlands." The droid asked and answered its own question before she was able to reply and began to bellow out the verses of its song and commenced its assault on the Sith. "Out here in the fields, I farm for my meals, I put my back into my living! I don't need to fight, to prove I'm right, I don't need to be a hero!"
Although Aster was grateful to the droid from saving her, she was also exasperated by his quirky personality. "Wolves, if you can hear me, I am in the company of a rather quirky droid," she whispered into her unencrypted comlink and followed the droid.
"My dominate arm is injured from firing a rifle so I'm not sure if I can cover you," Aster finally replied as the droid put fallen soldier's armoured chest plate on her. "This stunner should be enough," she said as she waved away the rifle and increased the setting of her weapon.
"By the power vested in me through the beings of Abregado system, I hereby make you a Greycloak, protectors of the people and my honor guard."
Greycloak? Aster frowned. This droid seemed very different to the ones she had been accustomed to.
"I'm no Greycloak. I'm Aster Rose Baelor of the Iron Empire, niece to the Emperor," she replied. "You may call me Lady Baelor," Aster retorted as the droid jammed a table cloth into the chest plate.
"Tell me, do you sing? Your answer does not really matter, there will be singing anyway, a song from Corellian farmlands." The droid asked and answered its own question before she was able to reply and began to bellow out the verses of its song and commenced its assault on the Sith. "Out here in the fields, I farm for my meals, I put my back into my living! I don't need to fight, to prove I'm right, I don't need to be a hero!"
Although Aster was grateful to the droid from saving her, she was also exasperated by his quirky personality. "Wolves, if you can hear me, I am in the company of a rather quirky droid," she whispered into her unencrypted comlink and followed the droid.
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