<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/10/Kel-dor_jedi.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Vo-Cador (https://docs.google.com/document/d/12CNreTPZiR8kRcq5dozDXlAkrgNIQHf8_qwHyNtWOUg/edit)<br/><strong>Wounds:</strong>0/13<br/><strong>Strain:</strong>0/13<br/><strong>Soak:</strong>4<br/><strong>Conflict:</strong>0<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>All<br/><hr/><br/>Vo-Cador had few personal possessions, and thus he took the opportunity to meditate further. Selecting Rabme as the leader had been... unorthodox, certainly, but his instincts told him it was the right one, at least for the time being. Had Vo assumed the mantle of leadership, he suspected Damien might mutiny at some point. Perhaps that might change with time, but until he had the soldier's trust it would be best to avoid such overt confrontation. Their work was too dangerous to risk someone breaking ranks over petty resentments or philosophical differences.<br/><br/>As the ship settled in, he clipped his training saber to the inside of his coat, out of immediate sight, but within easy reach, and rejoined the crew.<br/><br/><strong>"There is danger here, no doubt,"</strong>he said in response to Laeli's remark.<strong>"But, of course, that is why we were sent here."</strong>