Loyal

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Finally, I'm done
My entry to contest ^^ [link]
This is Evana Crane, a dark Jedi, one of the many who followed Darth Revan in his/her quest of conquering the galaxy. The background isn't mine, but when I saw that pic I got this idea, where Evana comes walking towards us, looking very threatening, and so I started making this pic
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Quote: You HAVE to write a short story about the character, or give a detailed summary of the character. (The art is important, but so is this part.)
I chose to write a short story about her (btw: in this short story, Revan is male)

It had been years now since she was left on this planet, carrying out her Master's order. She was still waiting for his return, so they may finally begin the final battle against the real threat.
Evana Crane, walked on the surface of Malachor V, not faced at all by the poisonous gasses that surrounded her, neither by the lightning above her in the sky. She was completely and utterly alone, and had been so for years, but still she was waiting.
Rocks sharpened by the years and years of wind stood proudly here and there, even though all the battles that once was, and the harsh weather on this planet should have destroyed them, they still remained. This comforted Evana slightly somehow, although she still felt the loneliness grip her heart, tugging at it, pulling it even more in to the darkness that she already was in.
The first couple of months she had stayed on this planet, she had cried herself to sleep, angered that her Master would leave her in such a place, completely alone. Had she done something wrong? Had she angered her Master in any way? These thoughts and many more went through her mind at the time, but she finally realized the significance of her waiting. She finally knew what she had to do while she was here, while she was awaiting his return.
She had to prepare.
She had to prepare for the battles that lie ahead, because she remember well what her Master had shown her, the battles that is to come. She must be strong, she must be ready.
But what took him so long? Why hadn't he returned yet? Did something happen to him?
Evana shook her head to lose her dark thoughts.
She stopped when she sensed another presence in front of her. She raised her head and glanced in the direction of it. She remembered the second order she had received from her Master. She ignited her lightsaber, and a beautiful red gleam emerged from the lightsaber hilt in her right hand, while in the other hand lightning appeared, sparkling and crackling, showing some of her command over the Force.
"Your whish is my command, Lord Revan" she spoke softly as she advanced slowly towards the newly arrived presence.