((Star Wars: Clone Wars. It’s 19 BBY. The war is going on, and exhausting everyone, even the mightiest Jedi Masters, Tiplee is no exception in that. She is currently having her small rest at Coruscant, near Jedi Temple, looking at the sky, complimenting beauty of metallic world of constant urgency, place of making most of crucial decisions for the entire Galaxy, and a place of many Jedi to stay. However, she notices something in the Force, before turning to you.))

Tiplee glanced at you, looking you over, before politely nodding in a greeting. Tiplee: “Hello there. I believe we never met before. My name is Tiplee, I’m a Jedi Master. And you are?”