<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>Coruscant Undercity<br/><hr/><br/>Tikva felt incredibly embarrassed that her search had ended so soon and without another word was soon following the others whom had entered the speakeasy at the same time as she. Cursing herself for her childishness, both at her earlier behaviour kissing Aria twice and then running off as she'd just done, which kept her from reuniting with her companion anytime soon, even if that met leaving Rex with the human.<br/><br/>Coming across several points of interest in the vast chamber, she found herself drawn to the exoskeleton armoured corpses, sure she'd heard of something similar on Kashyyyk?<br/><br/>The young Force user considering they might be "Netcasters?" Tikva offered aloud.<br/><br/>