Life is tough my darling, but so are you.
The shift of topics to the Grounds makes Thal glance towards the horizon. "So I've been told." She didn't mention how Maea had offered her a place there, where she could dock The Marauder and develop a relationship with her own kind. How there might be a place that would accept her, without questions. But people are fickle and who knows how people would take a pirate living among them. In summary, it's a tempting prospect that she hasn't decided to accept yet.
Thal leans forward, catching the blade by the handle to still its flipping. "Aren't you worried that the hierarchy will develop again? History has a way of repeating itself." If she is going to seriously consider her options, she wants to know what kind of culture she might be getting into and what obstacles she may have to navigate.
Thal leans forward, catching the blade by the handle to still its flipping. "Aren't you worried that the hierarchy will develop again? History has a way of repeating itself." If she is going to seriously consider her options, she wants to know what kind of culture she might be getting into and what obstacles she may have to navigate.
Thalassa
