Arla Ordo
Mandalorian Redhead
Tattooine
As much as she had wanted to leave here she was continually ending up back here. Did she feel safe here now? Or was it just the comfort of nowing that she was free of here. She walked along in her armor, black with slashes of orange. She looked at items and vendors shied away the mandalorian armor often made them think twice.
But what could she purchase today there were things but truth be told she was more hungry than in the mood for weapons. She could see ahead someone had what looked to be pastries. Her mouth watered at the thought. Standing before the vendor she smiled under her helmet, this should look great mandalorian buying donuts.
As much as she had wanted to leave here she was continually ending up back here. Did she feel safe here now? Or was it just the comfort of nowing that she was free of here. She walked along in her armor, black with slashes of orange. She looked at items and vendors shied away the mandalorian armor often made them think twice.
But what could she purchase today there were things but truth be told she was more hungry than in the mood for weapons. She could see ahead someone had what looked to be pastries. Her mouth watered at the thought. Standing before the vendor she smiled under her helmet, this should look great mandalorian buying donuts.