Name: Mariangela de la Fuente

This oasis was as hospitable as the desert surrounding it wasn’t. Mariangela de la Fuente was born in that lush oasis, grew up in that lush oasis, and hoped to die in that lush oasis. This was home and happiness, and she had no desire to ever go anywhere. When the galactic conquest arrived on her planet and ended in a terrible massacre, her utopian oasis was not harmed outright.

Unfortunately, the aftermath of the invasion was a total collapse of the Egeolarian economy. Mariangela’s dear oasis home was kept alive through tourist credits. The desert was, unfortunately, getting hotter and this oasis actually had to import water to survive. This wasn’t cheap but the costly villas among the oasis had provided funding for it and more, until many potential tourists died, and those who survived were too busy rebuilding to want to travel.

Without money to bring in water the oasis began drying up and Mariangela, now the matriarch, began preparations for abandoning her home and heart. A surprise visitor from Laruta changed everything. This mysterious robotic character promised a steady supply of more credits than they had ever made in exchange for simply paying attention to visitors and reporting back to them. Mariangela knew not who they were or why they wanted this information but she would have done much worse things to keep her ancestral pride alive.

It was an easy enough task, tourists occasionally visited and she reported back to her beneficiaries. She rarely thought twice about making these reports, until a unique group of visitors came to stay with her. Their requests for secrecy put up immediate red flags and she prepared to collect as much information as she could knowing she would likely get a large bonus for it. While secretly recording the conversations of her new guests she heard horrifying tales of the world outside her paradise. She always knew that her oasis home was the greatest place in the galaxy, though she never realized how much of a nightmare life outside was.

She also realized those she was here to spy on were trying to do something about it, and the ones she was spying for were most likely the ones responsible.

She returned to her office and sent her report. “A prince and his retinue from Triolhiri have booked out most of the villas. Other than the usual Triolhirian debauchery nothing of interest to report.”