<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>58 / 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/>Reaching down, Tikva stroked at the injured feline and called on the Force, sensing the connection she had with it and all other living things, before her very health and vitality began to wisp between where the red digits touched the fur, giving the diminutive mother a chance, even if the young woman was unable to treat the poison still lingering within.<br/><br/>"I... I have done as much as I can... but she's still poisoned, I've just undone some of the damage" the Sith blooded woman admitted, with a look to the medical droid and almost falling forwards from the price she'd just paid.