The Blue Bottom cantina was crowded with all flocks of life; most of the crowd was Tatooine's underworld but a few of them were rich travelers looking for adventure or bounty hunters looking for their next big bounty. With everyone focused on the Twi'lek dancers and music, nobody noticed the two young Jedi Padawans walking into the cantina. Both of them had light brown robes with white trimming and the hoods drawn back. One was a white male human with thick blonde hair while the other was a light blue female Twi'lek. The two of them headed straight for a back table where a man dressed in all black robes sat with his hood covering his face.
They stopped at the edge of his table, and the man did not move; he just continued to stare into his half full mug of some cheap Outer Rim alcohol. The human male was the first to speak up, "Excuse me, are you the one they call the Outcast?"
The man reached out with a pale white hand, and grabbed the mug. Without answering the young human, the man brought the mug up and took a long drink from it, his lips hidden behind a thick grey beard. When he pulled the mug away from his lips, he slammed it down on the table. Both Padawans jumped, but no one else seemed too noticed.
The Twi'lek was the next one to speak up, "Are you going to answer my friend or not?"
"And who wants to know?" The man demanded in a deep voice.
The two looked at one another, and smiled. The Twi'lek answered the man, "We are Jedi Padawans from the Order. We are helping our Master in the Jedi Archives. He sent us here to interview the one they call the Outcast."
The man sat back in his chair and scratched his beard; his hood still covered the rest of his face. "I get that you two are Padawans from the Order. Your pretty much scream that. But to answer you first question, I am the one they call the Outcast, but why did your Master send his two Padawans instead of coming himself?"
"Our Master is very busy with helping restore the Order." The Twi'lek replied.
The man laughed, "You're going to have to lie to me better than that, young one."
The Twi'lek looked stunned, and the human male quickly responded, "The Order did not want to send our Master out because they felt that this would be a waste of time. Our Master, however, disagreed completely and sent us instead."
The man laughed again, "The Order fears what they do not understand, but they are not wrong, this is a big waste of time and resources. I have nothing to say to you or the Order. Your master is a fool for send you here against the Order's will. They would be very displeased if they found out that your Master sent you two here."
The young human slammed his fists against the table, "Our Master wants answers, and we intend to get them for him."
The man reached out for the mug, but the human male reached out with the Force and pulled it away. The man seemed angered by this, and he too reached out with the Force. The two struggled as they both pulled the mug back and forward until the mug tipped and spilled out the remaining alcohol. The man grunted as the young male whipped off his robes for a little bit of the alcohol spilt on him.
"I apologize for my friend's behavior, but he is not wrong. Our Master wants answers for the events that led up to the attack on the Order. The Order may want to erase the whole affair, but our Master wants to preserve that part of our history so that a tragedy like this never happens again." The female Twi'lek responded, "Our Master did not tell us that we would find the Outcast in a drunken stupor."
The man leaned forward, "I take offense to that girl. If you knew what I knew, you would want to drink your memories away too."
The Twi'lek sat down on the bench in front of the man, "Than please share your memories with us so that we too can feel your pain."
The human male sat beside her without saying a word. The man did not pull his hood back as he looked at the two Padawans sitting across from him. He darkly asked the two, "Are you two sure you want to know? This is not something I feel should be remembered."
Both the Padawans nodded but the Twi'lek replied, "The Order needs to remember its past so that way the Order does not repeat what happened."
"Very well then; a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…"
