Inked Shadow
Location: Narg, Outer Rim Territories
Tigris stood beside her ship, the heavy interceptor squatting in a meadow at the foot of a mountain range. Dark, almond-shaped eyes squinted as her gaze swept up the slope, past where the tree line ended, and only craggy rocks extended towards frigid peaks. Below, in the meadow, a light breeze stirred her shoulder length hair, the smell of rain in the air.
She had carved out time for this. In the aftermath of the Core's fall, in the scramble to escape, to find safety, Tigris had pondered, meditated, and warred mentally over her future. Not about her future with
Everest Vale
, that was something she was certain of and deeply devoted to. It was her future as a Jedi. Where did she fit? She would be ready for trials soon. Her master,
Kahlil Noble
himself said she was practically a knight, just without the title.Tigris thought her path would be to leave behind her past, the life lived in the shadows, by the blade. Perhaps it would be diplomacy, like Khalil. As a seer, or a warrior. But after fighting desperately, battle after battle, mission after mission, it became clear. Her strengths, that which she could offer of most use to the Jedi, was to be that knife in the shadows.
So, Tigris had determined not to fully abandon the Tigris-shunned, the assassin. No, that persona would be stripped of the Dark Side, stripped of motives void of virtue and right. The skills remained, strong, excelling in their execution. But guided by Jedi dogma. Perhaps walking sometimes in the Gray, but always with the end of serving the Light.
The tattooed Atrisian had begun by utilizing the industry of the world of her birth, Atrisia. Her family left when she was only a few years old, it was a place strange to her. That was until until recent visits, and the help and hospitality of Princess Master
Junko Ike
, revealed that she was of the bloodline of House Aphra. Atrisian-crafted Kurohana Weave Bodysuit was the first step. Second were specialized bladed weapons. But what she really needed was a suitable Jedi weapon. And so she studied, researched, and began to design a weapon more suited for her work.
That lead Tigris to the remote planet, and to the mountain before her. It was said the transparent stone spires of Ghostfire jutted forth at the peak. The rare Ghostfire crystal would give a lightsaber a translucent blade, without the customary hum of other lightsabers. It would offer Tigris a saber was practically invisible and silent.
Now all she had to do was climb the mountain, find it, and return without falling to her death.