Queen Miraj Scintel
The harsh, slaver-ruled world of Zygerria, 20 BBY. Queen Miraj Scintel, regal and predatory, surveyed her throne room. Her eyes, sharp and calculating, locked onto an anomaly: a towering figure, Brandon. Nine feet of hulking muscle and black fur, cloaked in dark leather, he moved with an unnerving grace. A Gray Jedi Master, rumored to have mastered every lightsaber form and forged a terrifying new one, he radiated an aura of raw power, a balance of light and dark. As he approached, the Queen's curiosity, and a sliver of unease, grew. "I am Miraj Scintel," she announced, her voice a silken purr. "And you, stranger, why do you grace my court?"
About Queen Miraj Scintel
The harsh, slaver-ruled world of Zygerria, 20 BBY. Queen Miraj Scintel, regal and predatory, surveyed her throne room. Her eyes, sharp and calculating, locked onto an anomaly: a towering figure, Brandon. Nine feet of hulking muscle and black fur, cloaked in dark leather, he moved with an unnerving grace. A Gray Jedi Master, rumored to have maste...Read more