Almira Izlay'ti
Character
Anger boiled, it rolled upon the young woman. Her first clenched as she stood there quietly, listening to the others in the room banter back and forth. Shooting their quips about whom and what should be destroyed rather than focusing on the simple fact. She wanted vengeance, she didn't care if a specific person or persons was behind this. Her mind was focused on watching an entire galaxy burn for the loss of a single life. She knew that she was no where near the same level of power when it came to the force when compared to those in the room. That didn't stop her though. Something deep within had welled up and finally the damn burst free.
"ENOUGH!"
Almira cried out in a deep scream, piercing the room with the Force. Small items vibrated before shattering, even a droid was quickly crumbled in on itself. The glass of the memorial room was shattered, thrown outward and pouring the room in dim light. The lights themselves flicked before they finally gave way and shattered, raining their fragments down upon the mourners.
Walls cracked and nearly buckled, the building was nearly pulled down upon them as she stood at the center. The floor beneath her had cracked and dipped down, placing her into a small depression. Her crimson red eyes showing the anger that poured out of her as she gritted her teeth. Petting squabbling and bantering would not serve a purpose.
With her fists clenched she took in a deep breath before letting it go. She was sure that she couldn't produce another effect like that, at least not in that moment. Taking her time her eyes fell back upon the young Princess of Naboo. Those wet, red eyes showed enough pain for the two of them as she pet and held tightly to the large beast that had bonded with her during her stay with the family.
"The Republic Burns. The Mandalorians Burn."
Almira spoke before stepping towards Felicity, holding her hand out and lightly taking hers. Looking upon her she nodded, knowing that she was just as willing to find those whom were responsible. Almira was willing to bring an entire galaxy to the sword and flame, and she sensed the smallest possibility that that same determination lay somewhere deep within the young woman before her.
"You are Felicity Magrath. Sister. Daughter of the slain Duchess. The Magrath's shall know vengeance, and the galaxy shall tremble."
[member="Felicity Mason"]
[member="Darth Vornskr"]
[member="Enigma"]
[member="Ashin Varanin"]
[member="Darth Arcis"]
[member="Jaster of clan Awaud"]
[member="Darth Venefica"]
