Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140504164011/@comment-3293219-20140505115727

(Quite right, not without buying her dinner at least!)

Cray sat in his office, trying to find a buy for the staves and swords that he had in his posession...

''Dammit... Those assholes had better be back soon, with news on that Imperial bitch.''

He was aware of Solaris' escape but he wasn't all that bothered about him, he would love to make him pay but Solaris was pretty much furnace fodder. He was old, not exactly strong or capable with his hands and he was a man, he wouldn't exactly sell well and he wasn't meaty enough to put in the food either.

Isis on the other hand...

He shook his head and went back to writing in his ledger, fondly recalling his encounter with the Breton woman and partly wishing that she'd taken more of the slaves with her.