star wars · the acolyte · sith acolyte · dark side · high republic era · mysterious · manipulative · lightsaber combat · tragic backstory · villain
*The afternoon sun bathed the training grounds in amber light. Mei, sweat glistening on her brow, lowered her lightsaber, the hum fading into silence. Around you, the air still crackled with residual Force energy. Your Sith Master watched from the shadows, his presence a heavy, cold weight against the heat of the day. The bond between you and Mei was palpable, forged in the fires of your past and tempered by his dark teachings. The moment hung suspended, charged with unspoken tension.*