#timeline update

Right before the fall of the Empire and the death of Darth Vader, Vi was discovered to be a rebel spy. She was arrested, but they had no knowledge that she was a force user. She was tortured and interrogated for information on the rebel alliance, and she lost her left eye and a few fingers because of it.

Despite the harsh interrogation tactics, Vi used her force abilities in mind manipulation and force stealth to escape. She limped back to the safety of the Zillo Beast, where she had worked as a dancer for years, but discovered the cantina had been burned down. Stormtroopers had discovered the rebel activity taking place there.

To her relief, her friends Mick, Sheena, and Grett survived the siege and they escaped Coruscant together. Mick was a skilled pilot and took the group to the Outer Rim, where they decided to split and walk their own paths.

Vi wanders the galaxy alone and has sworn to uphold and teach the Jedi ideals of peace, even though she doesn't consider herself to be a Jedi. Due to her own experiences, she dedicates herself to helping those who were impacted by the Empire and is an outspoken supporter of non-human species rights. She is also a major thorn in the side of slave owning planets as she has become notorious for her anti-slavery opinions.

Because of her combat experience, she helps other groups smite out remaining Imperial factions and offers her force abilities to aid them.

14th November 1978   Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands 

I can’t seem to regulate my sleeping pattern, never being certain what the time is does nothing to aid this.  I cried last night,  for the first time since I ran away.  I can’t be certain why, perhaps it’s the guilt, perhaps it is being without companionship.  

Journal, we are now entering into the Christmas period, and I can honestly say something I never thought I would, I miss my family.     Well, I miss my brother and I miss my cousins.  This is will be my first Christmas completely alone, and I fear it will be my last on the Earth.  I can only hope that the few family members I care for will have a good Christmas.   I used to believe that my brother was a fool for fighting to become an Auror, though I now understand that I was the fool.  

Three of my cousins will be married by this time next year, Sirius will almost certainly meet someone and here I’am alone.   I do not even know if they will ever know what I have done.    My Christmas present this year to them, and the wizarding community,  is that I do now believe that I possess knowledge that will eventually lead to the downfall of Lord Voldemort. 

Perhaps someone will stumble upon this journal one day, long after I’am gone.  For if I’am right, there is no way to face what lies ahead and keep my life. 

R.A.B