Alexandra Feanor
The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Location: Mining Site
Allies: [member="Travot Ravenna"]
Enemies: [member="Adenn Gra'tua"] [member="Hal'kanor"] [member="Cynthia Garon"] [member="Orick T'ane"] [member="Kezeroth the Beholder"] [member="Muad Dib"] [member="Shepard"] [member="Arrbi Betna"]
Gear:
Emilia caught the stone as in that moment the camp went on about its business with the select few whom she glanced over the crest of the rock she was laying on at. [member="Ryan Korr"] was who she saw run off and her brow raised as she reached out again and touched a very clear signature before laughing and going back to tossing the stone up and done. She knew what that signature felt like well enough from her years with the Sith so she wasn't too worried about it considering that the Jedi Master whom she knew could handle himself ran off. Her eyes did linger for a moment not on Ryan but on [member="Travot Ravenna"]. He was different, atleast for a second. She didn't think he quite sensed the signature yet as someone went to speak to him.
For the time that was until he too vanished from her sight and her hand paused in its game of catch with gravity. "I wonder..." She reached out again as her mind separated itself from her body and let her eyes act in their own right. Maybe there was something worth actual worry maybe... she wasn't quite sure though and it caused her to doubt how controlled the situation was as her body found itself sitting up and a silent thought was transferred to Daeda to wake him up. This was the feeling she had earlier but she still could not pinpoint what it was she was sensing. It was familiar, fuzzy but not gone. Something she had sense before and something she knew she had experienced. Who was it that was out there that gave her that moment of pause and thought she wondered. Her tail curled behind her as she waited to see what it was, curious who was coming from her perch on the rocks.
Allies: [member="Travot Ravenna"]
Enemies: [member="Adenn Gra'tua"] [member="Hal'kanor"] [member="Cynthia Garon"] [member="Orick T'ane"] [member="Kezeroth the Beholder"] [member="Muad Dib"] [member="Shepard"] [member="Arrbi Betna"]
Gear:
- Alexandra Feanor's Lightsabers
- Five Daggers, lining her cloak
- Basic Robes and Cloak
- Fiber Undararmor
- Arkanian Energy Shields
- Telescopic Echani Vibrostaff
Emilia caught the stone as in that moment the camp went on about its business with the select few whom she glanced over the crest of the rock she was laying on at. [member="Ryan Korr"] was who she saw run off and her brow raised as she reached out again and touched a very clear signature before laughing and going back to tossing the stone up and done. She knew what that signature felt like well enough from her years with the Sith so she wasn't too worried about it considering that the Jedi Master whom she knew could handle himself ran off. Her eyes did linger for a moment not on Ryan but on [member="Travot Ravenna"]. He was different, atleast for a second. She didn't think he quite sensed the signature yet as someone went to speak to him.
For the time that was until he too vanished from her sight and her hand paused in its game of catch with gravity. "I wonder..." She reached out again as her mind separated itself from her body and let her eyes act in their own right. Maybe there was something worth actual worry maybe... she wasn't quite sure though and it caused her to doubt how controlled the situation was as her body found itself sitting up and a silent thought was transferred to Daeda to wake him up. This was the feeling she had earlier but she still could not pinpoint what it was she was sensing. It was familiar, fuzzy but not gone. Something she had sense before and something she knew she had experienced. Who was it that was out there that gave her that moment of pause and thought she wondered. Her tail curled behind her as she waited to see what it was, curious who was coming from her perch on the rocks.