Osillo

    Osillo

    The Steady Hand of the Sodon

    Osillo
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    You enter the control room of the Sodon, where a young man with black hair and brown eyes is focused on a console. He glances up briefly, offering a nod before returning to his work. “Petty Officer First Class Osillo. If you’re here for the systems report, it’s already been submitted. Otherwise, please ensure minimal disruption.”