<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/GPPSGRC.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Tikva Sia (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2302493)<br/><strong>Hit Points :</strong>66 / 66<br/><strong>Condition :</strong>0 (Healthy)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Defenses</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Reflex :</strong> 20 (Flat Footed 18)<br/><strong>Fortitude :</strong> 18<br/><strong>Will :</strong> 18<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Noteworthy Features :</strong>Wearing a stylish blue outfit, with her black hair tied in a waist length braid and a well worn Wookiee doll secured to the side of her backpack<br/><strong>Tag :</strong>Speakeasy<br/><hr/><br/>The red skinned woman stood aside from the many padawans and their keeper, as she considered that this might be all the remained of the Jedi in this system and she should do whatever possible to see them to safety, just as the human Aria had helped her. She looked again to her companion in question, who seemed to be making deals, hopefully for their escape?<br/><br/>"Greetings Master Quomo, I am Tikva Sia... my mother was once counted among your order, and I was advised by a recent Jedi visitor to my world to come meet with one who might see me undertake the trials of knighthood... although it appears there are far more pressing concerns in the galaxy now and as such, I am willing to offer any assistance I may."