Absalom Station/Lorespire Complex
Round 0
The next to enter the chamber was a human woman. She was beautiful, with long black hair and dark, soulful eyes set in caramel skin. She was dressed in a set of basic freebooter armor, but had an open white robe over it with symbols of Sarenrae.
“Ashlyn Anjuliz,” she announced to the computer. She took the cheap swab and deposited it to confirm her identity, and then placed her hand on the device for the implant. She winced slightly, but the sting wasn’t bad. She flexed her hand as she removed it and looked to the others in the room.
“Hello, and blessings,” the priestess greeted. “I’m Sister Ashlyn Anjuliz.”