Ascha Veila (OC)
[42 ABY, Ossus-- the Vong strike again, this time with cute]
The small ship had made its way across the galaxy, faithfully taking its lone passenger to the drop-off point on Ossus. He'd been proceeded by a message-- a gift, from the splinter cell of Jedi Admirers to the Galaxy their people have ravaged years ago.
The landing was smooth, and the small blond boy with large, dark eyes emerged from the cockpit.
"Hello, I am ready to become a Jee-- a Jedi," he said, stumbling over the words. He sounded as though he had learned them by rote.
The small ship had made its way across the galaxy, faithfully taking its lone passenger to the drop-off point on Ossus. He'd been proceeded by a message-- a gift, from the splinter cell of Jedi Admirers to the Galaxy their people have ravaged years ago.
The landing was smooth, and the small blond boy with large, dark eyes emerged from the cockpit.
"Hello, I am ready to become a Jee-- a Jedi," he said, stumbling over the words. He sounded as though he had learned them by rote.