Saran Drast
Templar
Katarr. Once a beautiful world, now redused to a desolate landscape. And here, the descendent of it's only survivor sat on the surface, without any particularly good reason. She was here to remember, to see what Marr would have when she returned. It was the key to her. She didn't know why, but she knew that. Perhaps the Force willed it to be. Maybe she just wanted to learn from it. But in any case, here she was. She knew someone would come. She just didn't know what.
@[member="Solan Charr"]
@[member="Solan Charr"]