R E V E N G E
ZARAVA
Location: Jutrand Academy Arena
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Weapon: Here
The moment she set foot on this planet, she knew the entire time she spent here would be less than positive. She had done her best to prepare herself, but the trials themselves were a lot more than she had bargained for. Zarava didn't know all that much when it came to the Sith in general, and after having time to research more about them in the months before the trials, it was starting to become increasingly clear that death was part of who the Sith were. They were brutal and without mercy, at least from what she had seen in the labyrinth that they had been forced to go through. She had spoken with a gold-skinned boy before the trials, and he had assured her that he wouldn't be surprised if those who were in the academy were killed by those who held more of a standing in the Sith Order. Zarava needed to be careful, as all she wanted was to remain a nobody.
The redhead didn't even know that she had acquired a sponsor until after the labyrinth. A part of her was glad that someone seemed to appreciate the blood and sweat into these damned trials. But that also meant now she had someone watching her the entire time. Were other's watching her as well or was it just her sponsor? Zarava had no clue, but the gold-skinned boy had mentioned how important it was to keep a sponsor, making it sound like she needed one to survive in a place such as this. Now that she knew what was coming up, Zarava was more than glad to have acquired a sponsor as it gave her an advantage. Even with the significant disadvantage of knowledge when it came to the Force and fighting in general, she would take what she could get for now. She just needed to get out of this situation alive.
It didn't take long before the names were revealed on who they would be facing. Jarek Voss. She knew somewhat of her opponent and had even talked to him before. With only having one interaction with the other boy, Zarava wasn't quite sure what to think of him. So, she had turned to her sponsors for information to prepare. Zarava learned that he was an Echani, a race that was incredibly well known for their close-quarters combat. Zarava had never even heard of an Echani before, and it just showed how out of her depth she was. She tried to absorb as much information as possible and was even given a weapon that could give her an advantage. An energy bow. The girl had no idea that such technology even existed. Zarava had some time to train with it, but she was far from an expert. She made sure to bring a couple of extra knives that she attached to her belt in case she was forced into close quarters.
Compared to some of her other classmates, she didn't even think about ambushing her opponent in the middle of the halls. She had no reason to play dirty against Jarek Voss, as her classmate hadn't done anything to warrant such action. Some might call her soft, but she didn't see it as such. So, a time was established in the arena for both of them to meet up and commence their fight. Zarava would be lying if she didn't say that she was nervous. She could almost hear her blood pumping into her ears as he exited the threshold into the arena. It seemed just like a giant open circle with seats raised around it. The redhead made sure to keep her head high and not show any fear in her movements. She wore gloves on her hands that helped her use the energy bow that was on her back. Her brow was furrowed as she looked across the arena at her opponent.