Alexandra Feanor
The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra breathed in as she stood on the grounds of where she wanted her first factory, the first one dedicated to the production of droids atleast and smiled as she breathed in. She knew today could only end well and as she looked at the rocky land she already sent out the labor droids to clear away anything in the way while she sat back and drank from a bottle of wine she had had brought, enjoying the scene for the moment. "Soon, things will be grand."