George’s cross arms fell to his side, “Well that’s unfortunate. I’ve been traveling for a while looking for someplace that’d have rich ore deposits and not have anyone too interested in defending the resources and here I find a buncha sentients. Just my bloody luck. You wanted to discuss further so talk. Elaborate your plan and such.” The creach crossed her arms and shook her head. “You lot seem joyful.” Isabella chuckled. “What about my home? Dernby isn’t worth talking much about.” Saoirse and John seemed to be minding their business, Clovis peering down from up high. The Âne was leaning against the railing of the ship and watching everything happen below. Not paying much attention otherwise, as the ladder to the ship was hanging by John and Saoirse. George continued, “cold, not much there outside of a few cities. Serves as a minor stop for ships on their way north of Bezembay or south from Huron. You’d likely be more interested in Bezembay, capital of the empire. Whole planet is one city, you know. Only been there once when I was a boy. Isabella over there is from Maryburgh. Big desert planet full of miners. It’s where I hired her and John from to engage on this expedition. Saoirse over there is from Kepioy, a large uh... green planet. Don’t know much else about it myself. And clovis up there is from Arlington, a planet much like this one. Except maybe with more rivers. And more hills. Otherwise fields of tall grass is pretty similar to Arlington, though I doubt you lot have anything as close to Rolany here.”
