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Naboo-Dee'ja Peak
Physical Therapy
@Jerkface AKA Sibylla Abrantes
Elian Abrantes stood near the edge of the terrace walkway that overlooked the wide descending slopes of Dee'ja Peak and the glittering blue stretch of Lake far below. The air was warm but carried a steady mountain breeze that...
Naboo
Theed
Elian Abrantes Xiaoyu
Theed wore its beauty carelessly that morning.
Sunlight poured over the city's ivory terraces and green hanging gardens, turning fountain spray to gold and setting the polished domes aglow beneath a clear Naboo sky. The broad streets near the military district...
Keren
Training Center
Elian Abrantes had been pushing himself since early morning.
The obstacle course at the Keren Royal Defense Complex stretched across the training grounds in long, unforgiving lines of walls, ropes, beams, and trenches. The Naboo air was cool when he started, still...
Mandalore
Sundari-Court Of Iron
Direct: Korda Veydran Aether Verd
Indirect: Isley the Younger
The descent into Sundari was nothing like Elian Abrantes remembered from old holos or secondhand stories. Mandalore rose beneath them in hard lines and cold geometry, a city of iron and resolve...
Dee'ja Peak
0800
Sibylla Abrantes
The snows atop the Gallo Mountains still lingered, but they softened with each passing day. Life Day had come and gone, and Dee'ja Peak was settling back into the steadier rhythm of what followed, the quiet work of mornings, the reopening of routines, the...
Sibylla Abrantes Elian Abrantes
Morning gathered slowly at Dee'ja Peak, the kind of dawn that did not arrive all at once but unfolded in quiet layers. Snow drifted down in lazy spirals, catching on the sharp edges of stone and the soft curves of frost-laden pines. The peak stood high above the...
DEE'JA PEAK
Abrantes Estate | Nightfall
Interacting with: Cassian Abrantes Elian Abrantes Aurelian Veruna
Sibylla told herself she was composed.
She was lying, of course.
Hours later, the young woman stood before the tall hall mirror, giving herself yet another once over like a woman...