At that moment said whiskey arrived, and Syana poured herself a generous shot, downing it instantly. She smiled and chuckled for a second, and then started.
"I was born on Freeport 4, and fought my way through the ranks using every trick I knew to get to the director position. My brilliance with technology saw me promoted as the youngest ever director, at the age of 21... I spent several years there, working to help the guild, to protect the guild, until I felt that my prescence was no longer wanted at the guild. I felt that everything I did was being rejected, everytime I tried to help I would be pushed away..."
She paused and poured another shot.
"I left, and the Outcasts came for me that day... who knows why, but they came after me and dragged me away, you know the rest of that story..."
She downed the whiskey.
"And now I have reapplied to the IMG, I owe them for saving me... I shall start at the very lowest rank, and perhaps one day build my way back up to a position of responsibility, but for now, I have no power Chris... none at all."
She smiled sadly at him.
"You were both right and wrong to ask me here. While I owe you plenty for saving my life, I haven't the power nor authority to grant you what you seek... you would need to speak with either the Guildmaster or the mining director..."
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