<strong>Name</strong>:<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Laeli, Jedi Outcast</strong></span>(https://drive.google.com/file/d/11l242mseS4ZXL-rwbwZ9LubVMXeYFdJs/view?usp=sharing)<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/vvpMbdC.png)</div><br/><strong>Wounds</strong>: 0/13<br/><strong>Strain</strong>: 0/13<br/><strong>Soak</strong>: 3<br/>Conflict:0<br/><strong>Tags</strong>: All<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"You're right, we can't rely on Jedi."</strong>Laeli said.<strong>"But we're only two. We don't have the Force behind us, we don't have any special or unique talents. We can only act in small, unseen ways. Getting drawn into a firefight, trying to be assassins when we have neither the training nor tools for such a job, is folly."</strong><br/><br/>When Nyr brought up the subject of unwillingness to kill, Laeli closed her eyes and let out a long, deep breath.<strong>"Long... long ago, I was forced to kill someone close to me. Since then, I swore I would never take another life. I intend to make good on that oath. I have a way to set off one of the blasters remotely, I just need you to have everyone distracted enough."</strong><br/><br/>Images of her sister, and their masters, flashed before her. For a moment, she wasn't in the room with Nyr, but standing back in the burning ship. Both her and her sister's masters lay fallen on the ground, lightsaber scorches across her own chest and back. Her sister's eye's glowing a dark orange, lightsaber ignited..... And Laeli slumped down into a chair, short of breath, back in the room with the twi'lekk. She was clutched her head, dizzy.<strong>"I suppose for you, killing the man who took you a slave had some grim satisfaction. For me, what I did, it still haunts me. No killing, understood?"</strong>