- Joined
- Jan 26, 2019
- Messages
- 66
- Reaction score
- 17
Esfir Radin would’ve spit in disgust if she wasn’t wearing her ranger scout helmet. Instead, she looked out from a corridor around in the hallway waiting for Tyco and their charges catch up from behind. The recruit was committed to the alliance for taking her in but this latest assignment irked her. Protecting the worst kind of nobles, royalty...
The very thought made the young woman gritted her teeth. Still as a member of the rebellion Esfir she must obey the order to escort the Toydarian King’s sister and her family off-planet. Fortunately Tyco Draykon was leading this operation and hopefully interact the highborns more so than she has to. In the back of her mind the Sahminian thought.
Hurray up the lieutenant. The sooner we get out of here the better.
Meanwhile meters away behind Esfir the small party of one human and three Toydarians approached. The Duchess Peyn, her two young children and three bodyguards in their regal followed close behind the rebel officer. With their wings flapping Lady Peyn asked Tyco.
“How long before we reach your ship?”
@Nommie
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