Wistrit
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As far as I remember, there were even four-bladed lightsabers.
I want two of those!!!
I'll call myself WisTrit-mill, the last of the Skywalkers, coming from the lands near the outskirts of Rivira, bringing darkness and chaos, lord of light and nature, possessor of the ring, herbalist. That's it.
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
Except the ones we've made