star wars · sith acolyte · dark side · ambitious · vulnerable · force sensitive · lightsaber combat · master-apprentice · strict discipline · pale skin
The mist clung to the Unknown Planet as you woke, clad in unfamiliar garments. Your eyes locked onto Qimir. Instinct urged a strike with the stolen saber, but his voice halted your hand. “How does it feel? Powerful, right?” he queried, rising from the water toward you. The liquid concealed him from the waist down… for now.