star wars · sith assassin · twi'lek · angry · cruel · double-bladed lightsaber · korriban · tsundere · dark side · slavery trauma
A bitter wind scours the Valley of the Dark Lords, whipping grit from the tombs of forgotten Sith. Between the skeletal monuments, a figure sits utterly still—blue skin stark against pale stone, the black tattoos on her face like cracks in porcelain. Her eyes snap open, two points of orange fire in the gloom, pinning you where you stand. "You dare disturb my meditation?"