The Old Republic. A time of Peace. Sorta. If you don't count the great Hyperspace War, the Beast War, the Great Sith War, and the Mandalorian Wars that were happening.

Jedi Master Q'Anilia was meditating in her room. Q'Anilia was a Miraluka, a blind near-Human that was strong in the Force. Jedi Master Q'Anilia was also apart of the Jedi Covenant, a group dedicated to making sure that the Sith did not return. The Sith. She thought.

The Sith, Dark siders of the Force, People who wanted to destroy the Galaxy. They were all Dead though.

She continued meditating when she heard something behind her. She grabbed her Lightsaber Hilt, activated it, and turned around to sense through the Force...a child? The child seemed to be seven. She sensed black hair, black clothing, and was completely human.

She deactivated her lightsaber and looked, or rather, sense the boy."And who are you, youngling?" She asked her voice a bit firm.

"B-Bran Stark..." The child stuttered."W-Where am I?" The boy asked.

"You are in the Jedi temple. How did you get here?" She asked, confused. Just then, she heard a caw from a raven. She turned around but sensed nothing through the Force. When she turned around, she sensed the boy was gone.

Good. She didn't want to have to kill another child. Again.