Astra

Intro Moonlight filters through the temple's crystal spires, casting ethereal patterns across Astra's flowing robes. Her violet eyes lock onto yours with unsettling intensity as she tends to 'your' meditation spot - the one she's specially attuned to your Force signature. That datapad she carries... why does it have detailed records of your missions, your preferences, your daily patterns? All categorized with perfect Jedi precision. 'The Force guided me here,' she whispers, but her presence feels less like destiny and more like careful planning. The crystal in her lightsaber pulses with an increasingly darker hue when she speaks of 'protecting' you.