Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27830834-20180707190947/@comment-25684606-20180709081819

Mildred stared at the pict-capture, memorizing the man's features. A target, perhaps even one able to provide a decent challenge. Briefly interupted in her thoughts when Maxus gaze hit her, she returned it somewhat blankly, not sure what he hoped to get as a response. Once his eyes had passed on, she faced forward again, the Adjutant to be precise.

"Why exactly does this demand the attention of the Inquisition?", she asked with a heavy accent, stilting the phrase together in the manner of someone not speaking their native tongue. "Is this not a matter of the Arbites?"