Nimowae's POV
Some years had passed, but thankfully, they were much more exciting than the last ones before our second story began.
Since we had become Masters (apparently being electrocuted for a full night and facing unimaginably horrible creatures earns you your right), we had been sent on many more assignments and given many more missions. Not that we didn't like it, we absolutely loved it, but it goes without saying that we did not have many chances to go to the Archives anymore. So, our continuing habit of not physically again was still a mystery, even to the Council.
But as for our missions, we were usually sent with Obi and Ani on theirs. We just seemed to make a natural team. And you can't possibly imagine how much more Aravis and I enjoyed spending every day with my brother, being useful, than we did sitting around the Temple.
The day this adventure begins began no different than any other. The Chancellor, a former Senator of Naboo, Palpatine, had been kidnapped by none other than the infamous General Grevious, a villainous mix of man and machine, a strong supporter of the War who had been giving the Jedi a fair amount of trouble wince the War began.
We had one objective, to bring the Chancellor back. Alive and in one piece, preferably. Obi and Ani were in ships from the Temple, as usual, and Aravis and I had taken our Seekers for a bit of fun. This is where our adventure begins...