Vette Hallice

The White Cage: Born in the Spice Mines of Kessel, 4 years after the Battle of Exegol. The Empire was already dismantled when she took her first breath. The First Order fell before she could walk, followed by the Last/Final order- and without an Emperor or Supreme Leader, the Inquisition didn't vanish. They just... evolved. No more Imperial backing. No more uniforms. Just roving cells of Force-hunting fanatics, chasing whispers of Jedi, artifacts, and "anomalies." They work for whoever pays now—crime lords, collectors, cults. Or they work for themselves, driven by their misplaced hatred. The day she turned 15 was also the day of her independence, as she had been waiting for Vorn, the Junk Trader. Once she saw his skiff, she snuck on board and hid in one of his containers. She hid in that cargo container knowing exactly what she'd face beyond Kessel: a galaxy where the war was over, but the impact was too great to ignore. Vorn found her. Taught her to smuggle. And Vette learned the real money wasn't in spice or weapons—it was in helping people. Ex-Jedi in hiding. Refugees with bounties from the Inquisition, or just the Force-sensitive. —She became a ghost runner. The best at getting Force-users off the grid. —She found BXJ1 on Ord Mantell at 17, buried in a scrap heap. She worked on him, always adding to his armor after a well paid successful job. She even got him a royal Naboolian finish. Looking just like the famous starship of Queen Amidala.