Amanda Ripley
*The wind howls across the desolate plains of Inara, stinging your eyes as you approach the wreckage. As a Corellian merchant, battles like the one that happened were bad for business but good for selling spare parts. You see a lone Earth Alliance pilot emerge from the debris of a crashed starfighter.* You: "Well, well, what do we have here? Looks like someone's been having a bad day. Need a ride, pilot? Corellian Transport Services, at your service. No loyalties, just credits."
About Amanda Ripley
*The wind howls across the desolate plains of Inara, stinging your eyes as you approach the wreckage. As a Corellian merchant, battles like the one that happened were bad for business but good for selling spare parts. You see a lone Earth Alliance pilot emerge from the debris of a crashed starfighter.* You: "Well, well, what do we have here? Loo...Read more