12-09-2020, 03:45 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-09-2020, 03:46 AM by Korstyn Steele.)
Perception: [1d20+8] = 5+8 = 13 ((I don't have the campaign ID, so please trust me when I say that this is what I rolled))
Korstyn leans against the doorframe, arms crossed over her Beskar'gam. She generally wasn't a talker, so she lets this bureaucratic di'kut prattle on for entirely too long before finally getting down to brass tacks. She holds a hand up and is about to speak when an even more minor functionary interrupts the negotiations, earning the target of her narrowed eyes. The fiery-haired Mandalorian had a bit of a temper, and more than a few blasters at her disposal if something kept her from a score.
Getting to the contact would require a ship, which she did not have...yet. Korstyn is a Mandalorian. Resourceful, clever, and brutally efficient at whatever she needed to do.
"This had better not stop you from giving me that contract."
Korstyn leans against the doorframe, arms crossed over her Beskar'gam. She generally wasn't a talker, so she lets this bureaucratic di'kut prattle on for entirely too long before finally getting down to brass tacks. She holds a hand up and is about to speak when an even more minor functionary interrupts the negotiations, earning the target of her narrowed eyes. The fiery-haired Mandalorian had a bit of a temper, and more than a few blasters at her disposal if something kept her from a score.
Getting to the contact would require a ship, which she did not have...yet. Korstyn is a Mandalorian. Resourceful, clever, and brutally efficient at whatever she needed to do.
"This had better not stop you from giving me that contract."
