- "I swore my life to the Jedi a long time ago. Love me or hate me, I don’t plan to stop protecting them. Their spark won’t go out under my watch."
- ―Aura Ta'var
Aurora "Aura" Ta'var' is the current High Councillor of Odan-Urr and a member of the White Lotus resistance movement. Aura is a Zeltron Jedi raised by religious zealots whose stated goal was the resurrection of the Jedi as the defenders of peace in a galaxy naturally full of turmoil. Ironically, this led her to join the ranks of the Sith for a time, but a fateful meeting with Alethia Archenksova and later V'yr Vorsa eventually led her to join the light of Odan-Urr.
Zoe Ta'var born in 28 ABY. Looks like mom. (Daughter)
Jade Ta'var born in 35 ABY. Looks like dad. (Daughter)
I'm in the middle of a character backstory crisis so this wiki page is put on hold until further notice or I'm forced by the birb chancellor to make one. In addition, the old wiki page has been pulled down permanently. That said, I have put great care and thought into the sole holder of everything you might need to know about Aura: her character sheet. You will find a few well-inserted character history bits as guideposts to help you. As always, feel free to ask me direct questions about Aura.
Let the past die. Kill it, if you have to. That's the only way to become what you are meant to be.
Trying something out. What if I just made this a big blog/instagram like page.
Welcome world, this is Aura.
- cries a lot before a milkshake is presented, drinks said milkshake*
Look, I've had a rough day. Mom pushed me out of the house and its cold outside her body. I deserve a bottle or two. At least they cleaned me off so you can see my pretty pink skin. But anyways, yeah. That's my mom. Dad is next to her but he doesn't have a milkshake so not sure what he is for. Maybe he fetches milkshakes. People kept calling me a "cute little Zeltron" but I don't know what that means yet. Turns out "milkshake" is "mom" and that other guy is "dad" and they are both Zeltrons too. I can't see so well but people say I look a lot like my father, but with my mother's shade of pink. I hope that's a compliment. I like the milkshake, I mean mom better. Each breath I take soothes me somehow but I don't know why. It kind of feels like home. I think i'll just nap now. k bye.
Few weeks later
I can see now. Life is a lot better now. Other guy is now "dad" and is a pro at cuddles. I like to nap on him and wake him up at inconvenient times when I get lonely or scared. And then when he holds me everything feels alright again. He has these blue strands of things that mom says I can't grab. Dad finds it funny. Things are pretty great. I play with mom (who loves to make me giggle), nap, and nom milkshakes. Things are just perfect.
Few weeks later
Mom and Dad left me at some place called a "daycare" along with all the other babies. I don't know who they all are but we could all use a milkshake and I missed them. Just as I started to belt out a really solid cry a strange woman came and picked me up, cooing me to be quiet. She wasn't my mom. Mom smelled way better. A man beside her rushed her away and she never put me down. It would be the last time I'd see my homeworld, Zeltros, for a long time.
Using the Alethia Archenksova page as a reference, I've added a quote and a tldr paragraph. Progress!
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