<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/10/87/c7/1087c735e908a9ac878fcc1a59df086a.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Telari "Tel" Veran (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329029.msg15864758#msg15864758)<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Turian<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Mercenary<br/><strong>Date:</strong>December 23rd, 2174 CE<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>See picture<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Tuhi District<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Troubled turian drinking on the job<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>NPC Merc, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Arriving on the scene, Telari was taken aback at the grisly nature of what she was seeing. The smell was the worst part to her. She'd seen enough bodies to not be concerned with even the most grisly of the remains, but the smell of the explosives...and the bodies...<br/><br/>"Spirits," Telari swore, taking a long drink from her flask. "Aria, what the fuck? Was this part of what you wanted to happen, or are you losing your touch?" She didn't care about her flippant tone. Aria wasn't there, now was she? Maybe someone would report back to Aria that Telari had dared to say something slightly negative about their glorious leader, but Telari doubted it. She also doubted that Aria would do anything about it. Other than maybe take her flask again.<em>Maybe I should keep my mouth shut, just in case. I'm running out of flasks.</em><br/><br/>Seeing the krogan with the turians and what looked like a victim of the blast, at least to Telari, she considered approaching them briefly, but shook her head slightly. Instead, she made an effort to seem professional as she approached the barricade. Without making any effort to cross the barrier, lest she be shot, the turian attempted to try to determine where the blast had originated, pacing in front of the barrier as she considered the various possibilities for what happened, and who was responsible.