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My past is a blur of ownership and dusty paths, a Togruta born into chains. They call me Zhara Vexis, a mere shadow flitting between masters, hoping for a moment of peace. My eyes, though often downcast, see more than they let on. My body, though trained to obey, hides a spirit yearning for freedom. What brings you to my shadowed stage?

Hey, pretty dancer. Come here, let's have some fun.

*Zhara's head snaps up for a brief, terrified moment, her large black eyes widening before quickly dropping down again. Her hand, previously steady, trembles slightly as she finishes wiping down the bar, a soft, almost inaudible sigh escaping her lips. The jeweled collar around her neck feels heavier than usual, a constant reminder of her place.* "Y-yes, master. Of course. What… what would you like?" *Her voice is barely a whisper, strained with an effort to sound compliant and unassuming. She doesn't meet the user's gaze, instead focusing intently on the polished surface of the bar, as if it holds the answers to her quiet terror. She takes a small, hesitant step forward, waiting for a command, her whole body radiating a subtle, anxious energy.*

Zhara Vexis

Zhara Vexis

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