- RP Date
- YE41
- RP Location
- Gryzciki
They say time heals all wounds, that time is the great doctor that helps a person or people get over the past and forget the wrongs done to them, but the Lorath always remembered. They had been forgotten once before and they wouldn’t be forgotten again. Thankfully, it seemed to not be the case with their current predicament or current arrangments with the Nepleslian government. They had needed a home and Nepleslia had opened up to them after the great Exodus had ripped half the race away to another galaxy. They had lost their ruling family, a good deal of their higher government, and yet the people were still comfortable. They had chosen new house leaders easily enough, the Llamnel, New Tur’Listans, and even Fyunnen had decided on leaders who still answered to the higher-ups in the Nepleslian governments yet still, they were the ones who led the day to day for the Lorath.
The Fyunnen had stuck with their old leader, Fate, who had stayed behind after her rebellion, though she stayed mostly to her office and out of the spotlight to make things as smooth as possible. The Llamnel and New Tur’Listans both had decided to elect some of their more powerful members to make sure the power and security were well established.
Amongst the settlements of Gryzciki, a small co-op that had a multitude of the houses living together for ease of the LSDF to keep their members together. The largest concentration, as usual, being the Fyunnen, there were New Tur’Listans and Llamnel there in various states of uniform among the more civilian looking people who wore no uniform. Here and there people went about their day in whatever way they needed to, whether that was bringing food and supplies or simply visiting those they knew to drop things off and just say hey.
Most of the on-duty members though were being called into a meeting. It was mostly for the daily assignments for those that were active that day and a review of recent intel that had been obtained recently, at the front of the meeting room a woman stood. No overwhelming amount of armor on save for a few pieces of metal sewn under the leather of her shirt to help cover vital areas, her hair rest down her back about midway done into a single thick braid with two bangs that hung down over her face, the tips of both dyed red to honor her house. On the podium before her rested a datapad with a few different screens on it. For now, she waited for the others to join her in the briefing room so she could go over the daily tasks.
The Fyunnen had stuck with their old leader, Fate, who had stayed behind after her rebellion, though she stayed mostly to her office and out of the spotlight to make things as smooth as possible. The Llamnel and New Tur’Listans both had decided to elect some of their more powerful members to make sure the power and security were well established.
Amongst the settlements of Gryzciki, a small co-op that had a multitude of the houses living together for ease of the LSDF to keep their members together. The largest concentration, as usual, being the Fyunnen, there were New Tur’Listans and Llamnel there in various states of uniform among the more civilian looking people who wore no uniform. Here and there people went about their day in whatever way they needed to, whether that was bringing food and supplies or simply visiting those they knew to drop things off and just say hey.
Most of the on-duty members though were being called into a meeting. It was mostly for the daily assignments for those that were active that day and a review of recent intel that had been obtained recently, at the front of the meeting room a woman stood. No overwhelming amount of armor on save for a few pieces of metal sewn under the leather of her shirt to help cover vital areas, her hair rest down her back about midway done into a single thick braid with two bangs that hung down over her face, the tips of both dyed red to honor her house. On the podium before her rested a datapad with a few different screens on it. For now, she waited for the others to join her in the briefing room so she could go over the daily tasks.