The first thing that Evadne heard was the pattering of rain. Evadne opened her eyes and looked around herself. There was no sign of the ship, or of the palace guard. Evadne noticed that she was lying in a cot, surrounded by many blankets and pillows. She tried to get up, but found that it hurt to move. There was a lady with a wet cloth sitting in a chair next to the cot. When the lady noticed that Evadne had opened her eyes, she leaned in closer over her face.
"My child. You were in a terrible crash. Your ship is gone. You were lucky to make it out in one piece." The lady said. Some of the lady's brown hair swept over Evadne's face as she talked. "Be still, child. I assume that your whole body aches, and will probably do so for a few days. Just get all of the rest that you can." The lady said. "By the way, my name is Mim Darkstarr, and this is my hut."
"What happened to the person who was with me?" Evadne asked. "Where is he?"
"There was no one else that survived the crash." Mim said. "My son Rhannon will take care of you while I consult the council." Mim then turned towards the door of the hut and handed the wet cloth to a blond-haired boy who was standing at the door of the hut. "Rhannon, make sure that she doesn't try to get up, and get her whatever she wants." Mim then turned back to Evadne. "What is your name? And where were you bound?"
"My name is Evadne Darren. I was bound for Kashyyyk." Evadne said.
"You bear the Empress's Star. You must be of the Royal Family of Bespin." Mim said. She reached out to touch the star-shaped birthmark on Evadne's left cheek. "You are the daughter of a powerful Sith." Evadne was surprised. How was it that Mim knew so much about her? Evadne's hand reached up to her star-shaped birthmark. She had never thought much about it. Her mother had had one, her sister had one, and so did she. It was normal to her, so she didn't understand the fuss that Mim was making over it. "I'll be back." Mim said as she walked out of the hut, leaving Evadne alone with Rhannon.
"You seem to be Force sensitive. Have you had any training to be a Jedi?" Rhannon asked Evadne. Evadne looked at him helplessly. She had no clue what he was talking about. "Welcome to Master Darkstarr's Jedi Village."
"Master Darkstarr?" Evadne questioned.
"Yes, my mother, Mim, is a Jedi Master, and she has founded this village for Force sensitive people such as yourself and everyone else in this village to learn the ways of the Force.
"I don't want to stay. I need to find my sister, and get to Kashyyyk."
"Do you have the money to buy your own ship, or hire someone to take you off of Corellia? It's very expensive. Plus, it's pretty bad outside the village. There are smugglers, gamblers, and all around dirty folk here. I don't think that you'd survive one minute in their company." Fifteen-year-old Rhannon said.