Prologue
Tython
The quiet halls of the Jedi Temple were like the prelude to a great storm; silence, and peace, until suddenly your world is upturned and spun around carelessly. The Force was restless; the Jedi Council all felt its naturally calm presence ripple and splash. A dark feeling spread across it, infecting minds and souls, yet coming from a single, yet seemingly powerful source.
"I sense…almost a dark, poisonous feeling penetrating her." One member of the council murmured.
"Like that of a Sith." Another added. Murmurs spread across the council room as they all thought of what that could mean. A Sith, possibly on Tython.
"We must investigate this matter further," A member stepped forward. "Perhaps we could send one of our own to shadow and learn more about this woman."
Another member inclined his head. "Did you have someone in mind?" The member whom had suggested the idea nodded slightly. "A Knight by the name of Creen Muldai. Attuned to the Force and has just passed his Trials. He is eager to prove his worth to the Council."
"Only a shadow? If we are indeed sensing a Sith, I dare say we bring her in immediately." Another member spoke up. A chorus of agreeing mumbles spread rapidly across the chamber. The member who had inquired about whom they would send to complete this task raised a single hand for quiet.
"Then it is done," he concluded the matter. "Send for him as soon as possible and equip him with all he needs to know."
The member bowed his head. "Of course, Master." With a small swish of his cloak, he exited the council room and set in search of the Knight in question.
The Council felt the Force ripple again and they all uneasily wondered what this investigation would uncover.