The ship was journeying through and into the planet's atmosphere. Below awaited the desert planet Tash-Taral. It hadn't been the easiest of journeys, but discomfort and danger troubled not the young Zambrano. She was used to doing this sort of thing on her own, though on this particular occasion she found herself in the company of [member="Thost Keshann"].
Thost was an an acolyte of the One Sith. They were sent on this mission together. Though Evaelyn was not officially with the One Sith, she had enough ties with the faction to avoid any major questions or objections being launched at her. Her sister, Joycelyn, was a devout member of the Ember of Vahl and acolyte in the One Sith. Their father... Well, everyone knew their father. Yet whatever heritage or legacy she possessed, she had little room for allegiance. She might just as well strike against the One Sith as ally with them. Perhaps that was what she would do tomorrow. But today, she was cooperating while simultaneously sizing up the enemy.
Evaelyn's outfit was quite simple. Form-fitting, dark pants, and a white top that seemed intentionally torn at the sides (as if from giant clawmarks). If not for the lightsaber hilt attached to her belt, it was unlikely she would have been identified as part of a Sith party.
Evaelyn knew little of the hazards below. What she did know, however, was that there were many hazards to be found. She did not feel fear or distress, if anything, it made the blue-haired woman more excited. Challenges got her fired up. If they overcame her, she would be dead. In that case she wouldn't be able to feel fear anyway, so why bother with it now?
Thost was an an acolyte of the One Sith. They were sent on this mission together. Though Evaelyn was not officially with the One Sith, she had enough ties with the faction to avoid any major questions or objections being launched at her. Her sister, Joycelyn, was a devout member of the Ember of Vahl and acolyte in the One Sith. Their father... Well, everyone knew their father. Yet whatever heritage or legacy she possessed, she had little room for allegiance. She might just as well strike against the One Sith as ally with them. Perhaps that was what she would do tomorrow. But today, she was cooperating while simultaneously sizing up the enemy.
Evaelyn's outfit was quite simple. Form-fitting, dark pants, and a white top that seemed intentionally torn at the sides (as if from giant clawmarks). If not for the lightsaber hilt attached to her belt, it was unlikely she would have been identified as part of a Sith party.
Evaelyn knew little of the hazards below. What she did know, however, was that there were many hazards to be found. She did not feel fear or distress, if anything, it made the blue-haired woman more excited. Challenges got her fired up. If they overcame her, she would be dead. In that case she wouldn't be able to feel fear anyway, so why bother with it now?