A new face has stepped into the unnamed bar that sits on the corner of reverie street.

Now, as far as Kafka knows, that hadn’t been all that uncommon. Often times a new face means a new gang affiliate, and whether they joined the Annihilation Gang or the Galaxy Rangers means nothing to Kafka.

This bar is simply a way for her to gather information about the other factions, and nothing more. The Stellaron Hunters rarely directly interact with the other factions in the area, and Kafka rarely expresses any interest in any person or politics.

However, when a new face seems to have no affiliation, as this stranger does… it’s intriguing. It interests her.

She’s behind the counter drying off a glass with a cloth as she slowly approaches the newcomer with a small smirk.

“What can I get you tonight?”