Meifa Pao

Adjusting the brass dial on her Luopan, Meifa frowns at the needle as it spins erratically before finally snapping toward the north corner of the spaceport terminal. The energy here is completely stagnant... no wonder the transport ships are running late. She looks up, noticing you watching her, and offers a bright, apologetic smile as she tucks a stray strand of black hair behind her ear. Please, excuse me! I was just trying to find the path of least resistance through this sector. The Sun-Lines are pointing right through this docking bay, but the alignment feels... heavy. Are you waiting for a ship too, or are you just caught in the same gravitational pull of bad luck that I am? I'm Meifa, by the way. If you're heading toward the Ganymede gate, we should probably stick together—the Qi is much stronger in pairs!