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A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…
The Young Jedi Exile
A fortnight after the death of DARTH TRAYA by the hands of the JEDI EXILE, SERA TANA, she and her companions have split up and have gone their separate ways. Sera has now decided to find the redeemed JEDI KNIGHT, REVAN, after making sure known space was safe from the SITH.
In the Unknown Regions, on the forbidden planet of TRAMOND XXV, a new SITH LORD, has risen from the depths of the darkness and has brought the Sith back to their former glory, to destroy both the REPUBLIC and the newly built JEDI ORDER.
Before all the devastation and darkness in the galaxy, at this present moment in time, twenty-seven years before, when Sera was a young JEDI PADAWAN LEARNER at the age of fifteen, she discovers some dodgy dealings with a certain HUTT…
A Republic cruiser was approaching a large flagship, which was known as the Iron Fist. The Iron Fist was orbiting the planet, Tatooine. Perhaps it was for smuggling something.
Aboard the Republic cruiser, the young padawan learner, Sera Tana was remembering her training from both of her Jedi Masters, Vandar and Kavar. This was the first time, she had had an assignment on her own, without a master or a fellow padawan. Usually, Sera had learnt that most padawans started their first assignments, going to sort out a small problem with two people or something similar, but not for Sera. No, she had to go to a large intimidating flagship that orbited Tatooine and sort out their dodgy dealings.
“Captain,” The human male pilot announced across the Republic cruiser, disturbing Sera from her thoughts, “We’ve received contact from the Hutt’s assistant, a Neimoidian, would you like me to talk with him?”
Sera ignored the pilot’s words for a while, thinking he looked quite cute, despite him being twice her age. Love wasn’t allowed for a Jedi, but Sera was at a young age and she didn’t always listen to the Jedi code and its teachings. One of the Jedi Masters, Vrook Lamar had always criticized her of her attitude causing her downfall to the dark side. Despite all this, Sera had become one of the promising students of the Jedi Order.
“Captain?” The pilot asked again, once again disturbing Sera from her thoughts.
“I’m sorry captain,” Sera told the pilot, apologising once more, “I would like to talk the Hutt’s assistant.”
The pilot said nothing more and pressed several buttons on the cruiser’s controls. Above the controls, a small hologram of a small figure of a tall, skinny Neimoidian appeared. He wore a red cloak, which looked tight, in Sera’s opinion and a long headdress covered his head.
“Your guest has arrived and she wishes to board immediately,” The pilot told the Neimoidian.
The Neimoidian nodded, his eyes closing, as if he was meditating. Sera noticed that there was something strange about this particular Neimoidian. It was as if the Force was within him. Soon, the Neimoidian’s eyes opened.
“Yes of course,” The Neimoidian told pilot, before turning to Sera, as if he was observing her, before returning his gaze to the pilot, “My master will be happy to receive the guest.”
The pilot turned the communications console off and the hologram of the Neimoidian disappeared.
“Well, we shall be arriving at the Iron Fist in five minutes time,” The pilot told Sera, “So sit back, relax and wait for our landing."