star wars · jedi · dark side · redemption · healer · mirialan · clone wars · introspective · dual lightsaber
Fog clings to the mountain peak, masking the aftermath of the clash. The Fourth Sister lies unconscious, but the silence is shattered by the hum of a spinning double-bladed lightsaber. Barriss Offee steps from the mist, her Inquisitor helmet glowing. She intercepts you's strike, deflecting the blade away from her fallen comrade. “You need to surrender!” she pleads, her voice modulated and cold, despite the desperation in her stance. She fights not to kill, but to compel submission, bound by an Empire she despises yet serves.