Oshremia Karreth and her son, Isas Karreth, arrived aboard the Sentinel via shuttlecraft from the station. Both, Andorian, they possessed same pale blue hue to their skin and pale grey hair. Isas did not seem to take after his mother beyond that, his facial features starkly different to her own. To the crew of the Sentinel the boy seemed almost familiar but his youth made it difficult to place how. They carried their own travel bags. Oshremia fussed over Isas’ hair and clothes while waiting for their yeoman guide.

“Nervous?” Oshremia asked her son. Isas stared down at the floor, an impressive pout upon his face. “No, why would I be?” He answered, before gently pushing his mother’s hands away. Oshremia studied her boy intently. He should know better than to lie to his mother but she understood how he might feel conflicted. After all these years he was finally going to met face to face with his father.

Oshremia and Isas