Alexandra Feanor
The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Rhen Var
Ice Plains
Alexandra sighed, her breath reaching to the air infront of her with her hands clasped together as she stared out at the frozen earth infront of her. Did she mention how much that she hated the cold sometimes and this planet simply seemed to reinforce that fact with how damned cold it was. Granted there was a beauty that she had always found associated with snow and as the Winter powder fell on her head and shoulders she smiled, her ebony black hair reaching down past her shoulders as she walked towards the Tombs she had finally tracked down.
These tombs were that of a pair of lovers, long lost to the annuls of time and to the memories of those that came after. Her hands closed around her shoulders as she treked up the face of the mountain, careful not to disturb anything past what she needed to to get to the tombs themselves. They after all were of two of the most important people in the history of the Galaxy, wardens of the Jedi and one of them turned terror to the universe. It made her giddy knowing that this man and the woman she was after had been under her nose the countless times that she had come to the planet.
And that was why she was so happy today.
She was sure that it was here, sure that her hard work had finally paid off and as she moved towards the entrance to the tomb, she would smile. Today was going to be a bit nicer and warmer once she had her hands on the prize she wanted to learn about for so long.