Lightning Queen
Location: Taris
Attire: Assassin Gear
Equipment: Vibro-daggers, Vibro-sword, blaster pistol, Mask
Tag:
Jonyna Si
Taris was a world that she visited briefly once before to help someone who was attempting to work undercover on the city world. However, she did not linger long on the world. Instead, Eira continued to move forward with life. After Woostri, Eira was determined to etch her name into the fear of the Jedi. They were seeing her at her weakest currently, each day she lived was a day that she was getting stronger. Each failed killing of her was becoming a moment when she would be getting stronger, where she was unlocking more potential. That one day she would return and there would be no Jedi that could rival her power. That she would one day invoke the level of fear that Carnifex did, that Empyrean did, that Srina did and that she was helping Quinn develop as well.
The city world was an opportunity for Eira to blend into the crowds, wait, watch. Find her target and kill. A chance to show that not even in the borders of their precious Galactic Alliance would people be safe. That Eira was always going to be in the shadows and she could strike at any moment. She was an assassin, she fully intended to demonstrate what an assassin could do to increase panic, disrupt peace and sow the seeds of chaos.
She was not wearing her mask yet, to move through the security, to blend into the crowd. Eira couldn't risk donning it yet but she knew when it was time. Her eyes flickered to where the sun was as she walked through the top levels of Taris. Even under Jedi rule, this world was filled with those too wealthy willing to crush those too poor to look after themselves. It was pitiful and demonstrated the peace these Jedi spoke of was a lie. What this was silent oppression.
Eira's target was someone wishing to challenge to societal norms. To claim they would make Taris better. Eira intended to silence such a voice publicly. Act as if she was hired by the wealthy to ensure the oppression remained unchallenged. Revolution needed martyrs and Eira was intrigued if she could trigger a chaotic revolution with her kill.
That would be truly delicious.
Donning her mask, the time was nearly here and she pulled out a dagger. Ready to strike at the heart of her target. She knew they would be here soon enough.
Attire: Assassin Gear
Equipment: Vibro-daggers, Vibro-sword, blaster pistol, Mask
Tag:

Taris was a world that she visited briefly once before to help someone who was attempting to work undercover on the city world. However, she did not linger long on the world. Instead, Eira continued to move forward with life. After Woostri, Eira was determined to etch her name into the fear of the Jedi. They were seeing her at her weakest currently, each day she lived was a day that she was getting stronger. Each failed killing of her was becoming a moment when she would be getting stronger, where she was unlocking more potential. That one day she would return and there would be no Jedi that could rival her power. That she would one day invoke the level of fear that Carnifex did, that Empyrean did, that Srina did and that she was helping Quinn develop as well.
The city world was an opportunity for Eira to blend into the crowds, wait, watch. Find her target and kill. A chance to show that not even in the borders of their precious Galactic Alliance would people be safe. That Eira was always going to be in the shadows and she could strike at any moment. She was an assassin, she fully intended to demonstrate what an assassin could do to increase panic, disrupt peace and sow the seeds of chaos.
She was not wearing her mask yet, to move through the security, to blend into the crowd. Eira couldn't risk donning it yet but she knew when it was time. Her eyes flickered to where the sun was as she walked through the top levels of Taris. Even under Jedi rule, this world was filled with those too wealthy willing to crush those too poor to look after themselves. It was pitiful and demonstrated the peace these Jedi spoke of was a lie. What this was silent oppression.
Eira's target was someone wishing to challenge to societal norms. To claim they would make Taris better. Eira intended to silence such a voice publicly. Act as if she was hired by the wealthy to ensure the oppression remained unchallenged. Revolution needed martyrs and Eira was intrigued if she could trigger a chaotic revolution with her kill.
That would be truly delicious.
Donning her mask, the time was nearly here and she pulled out a dagger. Ready to strike at the heart of her target. She knew they would be here soon enough.