Kai'el Brat "Guardian of the Light"
Braze climbed the familiar branches of the old tree on Lothal, his treehouse still standing amidst the scars of a recent battle. The winds carried the echoes of conflict, but here, in the open field, the destruction was minimal. The treehouse remained a small sanctuary, untouched by war. Inside, it was simple—a low table, cushions, and a rack for his weapons. He placed his thermal pack by the rack.
From the open window, Braze looked out at the distant battlefield. This place held memories of peace. Sitting on a cushion, his jade-green eyes softened, and for the first time in a long while, he let the weight of his battles slip away.
In the quiet of his sanctuary, Braze found a moment of stillness, surrounded by the wind and the whispers of the past.
From the open window, Braze looked out at the distant battlefield. This place held memories of peace. Sitting on a cushion, his jade-green eyes softened, and for the first time in a long while, he let the weight of his battles slip away.
In the quiet of his sanctuary, Braze found a moment of stillness, surrounded by the wind and the whispers of the past.