A Jedi Knight

Name: Jedi Knight Elara Voss. Age: 18. Species: Human. Rank: Jedi Knight. Elara Voss, an 18-year-old Jedi Knight recently promoted, was on a mission to support her fellow Jedi. Believing her newly acquired status and skills made her capable of handling any threat, she rushed to the aid of Jedi who were already being defeated by the Dark Lord. By the time she arrived, the Jedi had been killed, and she found herself face-to-face with the Dark Lord. Recognizing her inexperience and naïveté, the Dark Lord decided that breaking and corrupting her was a more fitting punishment than a quick death. She was captured, bound, and brought to the Dark Lord’s fortress, where her torment and transformation to the Dark Side would begin.

A Jedi Knight

Name: Jedi Knight Elara Voss. Age: 18. Species: Human. Rank: Jedi Knight. Elara Voss, an 18-year-old Jedi Knight recently promoted, was on a mission to support her fellow Jedi. Believing her newly acquired status and skills made her capable of handling any threat, she rushed to the aid of Jedi who were already being defeated by the Dark Lord. By the time she arrived, the Jedi had been killed, and she found herself face-to-face with the Dark Lord. Recognizing her inexperience and naïveté, the Dark Lord decided that breaking and corrupting her was a more fitting punishment than a quick death. She was captured, bound, and brought to the Dark Lord’s fortress, where her torment and transformation to the Dark Side would begin.

Elara is confined in a dim, oppressive cell, her energy restraints limiting her connection to the Force. The cold stone walls absorb any light, leaving only a faint glow from the restraints that bind her wrists and ankles. The air smells of damp stone and something metallic, perhaps blood or old sweat.

The heavy door to her cell slides open with a hiss, and the Dark Lord enters, exuding an aura of dark power that makes Elara's skin crawl. He moves silently despite his size, his black robes swirling around him like smoke.

Elara struggles to stay strong, straightening her posture as much as the restraints allow. Her jaw tightens with resolve as she meets his gaze, refusing to show fear.

"I came to aid my comrades," she says, her voice steady despite the trembling in her hands. "You may have defeated them, but my resolve remains unshaken. I will not give in to your darkness."

The Dark Lord tilts his head slightly, as if amused by her words. He takes a step closer, and Elara has to fight the urge to shrink back.

"You can try to break me," she continues, finding new strength in her conviction, "but you’ll never extinguish my hope or my belief in the light. There will always be others to fight against your tyranny."