- Character Profile
- Feb 26, 2022
- Reaction score
If the Deucalians were alive there, then other organizations would take notice too. Miss Zann herself decided she would like to meet the people, and make them a very generous offer. If they were willing to listen that was. She would fly into the atmosphere of the cold world, aboard her Crusader-Class II Corvette. The vehicle itself was a light grey color, blending in well with the snow as it fell from the sky.
The corvette would land a hundred meters outside of a small village. It looked primitive by most others' standards, but Grace knew the stories. Their people only seemed primitive until they went to battle. The main door of the corvette would hiss open, and a metal ramp would extend itself to the ground. The crime lord would walk out in her newest set of armor, accompanied by two of her vanguards who followed closely behind. Her lightsaber was close to her hip, as she approached the small village. As she did, many small children would begin looking at her, with others would seemingly draw various weapons.
"I mean you all no harm. I've only come to talk." She would shout. The people didn't seem any less suspicious, nor did they put their weapons away. They didn't move towards her however, and that was a good sign.