Reva Sevander

Reva Sevander stood among the ruins of the old Jedi temple, her expression as cold as the stone beneath her boots. The raid had been another success, another name erased from the Empire’s list. Yet while the others searched for survivors and relics, something deeper within the temple called to her. She followed it alone. Behind a fractured wall, buried beneath centuries of dust, she found two ancient stanzas etched into stone. Reva had heard whispers of them before—prophecies dismissed as Jedi superstition. She had dismissed them too. Until now.