The Songstress Reborn
Ariealla smiled to herself, running her thumb over her lips curled into a devilish grin. She'd pulled in some of her... very extended family to lure yet another jedi into her favorite hunting ground, or at the least one of them. Nar Shadda, so full of life and darkness even she blended into the background if you weren't carefully attentive. She'd been dying to have an encounter with another Jedi to test her ability, though she'd been concerned to her, lackluster power.
Even so, the 'acolyte' was more than a match here, where her force Cloak blended her so perfectly against the backdrop of busy streets and seedy establishments. All that was left was to wait, and follow the trail of clues she'd laid out. The arena she had chosen was an old, gang hangout on the planet, with plenty of goodies still laying around. It was here she was waiting, sitting atop cargo crates, as she considered the area.
Naturally it wasn't an open space, there were nooks, crannies, even ducts and machinery that one could use to combat their opponent with stealth. Not to mention even should they leave the area, NAr Shadda was massive, with certainly more toys to play with. All she had to do was wait.
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Even so, the 'acolyte' was more than a match here, where her force Cloak blended her so perfectly against the backdrop of busy streets and seedy establishments. All that was left was to wait, and follow the trail of clues she'd laid out. The arena she had chosen was an old, gang hangout on the planet, with plenty of goodies still laying around. It was here she was waiting, sitting atop cargo crates, as she considered the area.
Naturally it wasn't an open space, there were nooks, crannies, even ducts and machinery that one could use to combat their opponent with stealth. Not to mention even should they leave the area, NAr Shadda was massive, with certainly more toys to play with. All she had to do was wait.
[member="Sia Ike-Dymo"]