Prologue
Five standard years have passed since the mysterious Exile made his magnificant re-entrance into known space and the republic is in recovery, his acts have made way for a slim possibility of survival but in all likelyhood the republic is seeing it's last days. Good men have put their faith in the Republic, many good men, and many good man have died as a result. Heroes were scarce, it appears that the days of Revan and the Exile were gone and the impressive feats they had accomplished a thing of the past. Those who could change the course of the galaxy had retreated and now you hadhave only brave men, you have Admiral Carth Onasi along with his son Dustil Onasi shouldering the burden of the Republic, which is hard for many to hear. Politicans no longer sought out the good of the Republic but for their survival amongst the iminate collapse facing it. Yes, it appears something extremely miraculous will have to take place for the Republic to remain standing.
But, events are at hand that will further complicate the situation. Force sensitives are returning, and being gathered towards the Jedi as well as the Sith. Korriban is gathering force sensitives with a thirst for power as Dantione sees would be Jedi creep slowly into it's surface. The galaxy is regaining it's face for the tough times facing it.
Still, a massive threat looms at the edge of known space, always threatening an attack but not having striked yet. And, in an irony of sorts, there lies hope, a hope that Revan and the Exile will make a glaant return to the Republic and once again restore order amongst the planets. Until then however, a young force sensitive is on the freighter Zebil Marks en route to Dantione, where he will choose his role in the fate of the republic...