(OOC note: The powerpose in this scene was with player consent.) (Karin) Corellia's blazing sun has just sunk beneath the horizon and in the sumptuous manor lights have been lit in every window. The main hall is softly illuminated, the rythmic sloshing of waves against sand fills the room in a pleasant way. (Karin) Karin's dark eyes lift to the newcomer. With a faint rustle of silk she rises from her seat to greet Lazlo with a smile. There is no doubt... Something in the exquisite hall reeks of the Dark Side. A raven brow arches at Lazlo. There.