(Playing myself, really.m<a class="postlink" href="http://www.yumchat.com/cgi-bin/yumchat/desc.cgi?Silussa">http://www.yumchat.com/cgi-bin/yumchat/desc.cgi?Silussa</a>m)<br/><br/>Now, Silussa waited as well as the baggage train seemed to climb up before her, idly wondering if the ship will indeed have enough room for its necessary cargo. She wasn't going on this trip for any noble or romantic reasons, to be sure. There was money to be made out there, and she was there to make sure that the crowned heads got their fair share of the profits. She was, in short, a tax official of his majesty, perhaps considered little more than a highwayperson in the colonies, but an indespensible part of the management of a far-flung empire. Her service had made her more than a little well-to-do. Though she wasn't born to any particular noble house, she was well aware of the kinds of things that money could buy. Indeed, people had tried to buy her off on more than one occasion. Silussa smiled as she recalled the dispensation of the crown's justice against said individuals.<br/><br/>Silussa smiled cheerily as she went up the ramp, hauling her own baggage, as she had always done. Too many servants made one weak. She was dressed in the manner of a servant of the king, which was, of course, a mannish sort of garb applied to her torso. just the usual white shirt, brown fest and jacket with a pocketwatch, given atypical form by the swell of her more than ample chest. Her glasses completed that look. She waited with almost biblical patience as the typicaly pompous nobility made their unnecessarily long introductions.