<div class="floatleft">(http://i483.photobucket.com/albums/rr199/James_Gavin/lady_ardana___updated_by_elfguy-d37ipgc_zpsih4rc8i2.jpg~original)</div><br/><strong>Gasrel N'Toth</strong><br/><br/>Location: Diamond Lake<br/><br/>The Twi'lek took a moment to really drink in the squalor. There was a sense of hopelessness here and yet, the residents still strove to overcome. It was admirable, but also deeply tragic. Gasrel shook her head, banishing the morbid thoughts and kept her expression relaxed and entirely affable. Empathy was a double-edged sword.<br/><br/>Cinjin had already headed off to offer up his medical services, and the consular decided to give him some space. Instead she picked out one of the vendors, and allowed her apparently random wandering to bring her to their stall.<br/><br/>"This is nice," Gas'rel exclaimed, picking up one of the vendor's curios. "Family heirloom, or something you dug up here?"<br/><br/>The Twi'lek smiled, flashing white teeth as she slowly turned the piece in her delicate hands. After all, there were better ways to use their pocket money than gambling or getting inebriated in some backwater bar.<br/><br/>"So," she continued, after placing this 'treasure' back down on the stall, "What's the best price you can offer me?"