Destinies: Hunting Party

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

Dalethria plopped down into one of the passenger chairs and strapped herself in. This was the Order's little mission, she was merely a spectator; A spectator with ulterior motives. There was no reason to assert her authority. Her presence was felt.

[Je'gan Olra'en]

Dalethria Mal Pannis...

All he knew about her was the basics: who her husband was, and who two of her Apprentices were. In point of fact, he'd fought Yurza Magus just recently, and had been - on the whole - impressed with Dalethria's work.

He could have commented on this, and maybe earned some brownie points. For the moment, though, he was content to sit in a corner of the yacht, playing with some tendrils of infinite-black stuff that gave off distinct senses of negative emotion and of a certain danger.