L O S T
The years had been many since Jiaa first stepped foot upon Jonas' personal vessel and found himself escaping Drommund Kaas with his Father's men following swiftly after them, and in that time he had learnt much; to live in the shadows of the light, in balance and harmony, he had learnt to hide his true nature, to even render himself a regular human in the eyes of those who would persecute his kind, to ensure he kept a low profile. His quey'tek meditations were frequent, constant, only dropping if the need arose for him to replace the focus on his lightsaber or the Force itself, for he could not uphold both.
His focus had likewise shifted in the more recent years of his life, instead turning his attention to seeking out his lost sister, Jyn. She would be ten by now, perhaps a little older... It had been so long since he had seen her that it was hard to recall. But now he was running a trail, a very faint one albeit, but it led him to an area of the Galaxy he had never before explored. When his ship dropped out of hyperspace the planet loomed before him. Atrisia. Was his sister down there right now? Was she alive, safe and well cared for? One thing he knew, this was not Sith-affiliated. Perhaps she had escaped after all.
When the ship broke through the planetary atmosphere he guided it down into a spaceport, upholding the quey'tek which disguised his Force sensitivity. Beneath his cloak rested a single lightsaber, a blaster upon the opposing hip for show. Then he ventured down into the planet, in search of his sister...
His focus had likewise shifted in the more recent years of his life, instead turning his attention to seeking out his lost sister, Jyn. She would be ten by now, perhaps a little older... It had been so long since he had seen her that it was hard to recall. But now he was running a trail, a very faint one albeit, but it led him to an area of the Galaxy he had never before explored. When his ship dropped out of hyperspace the planet loomed before him. Atrisia. Was his sister down there right now? Was she alive, safe and well cared for? One thing he knew, this was not Sith-affiliated. Perhaps she had escaped after all.
When the ship broke through the planetary atmosphere he guided it down into a spaceport, upholding the quey'tek which disguised his Force sensitivity. Beneath his cloak rested a single lightsaber, a blaster upon the opposing hip for show. Then he ventured down into the planet, in search of his sister...