Chapter IV

Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi sat in the Cantina, his eyes roved about the rowdy group of people, his clothing that of a moisture farmer and a Jedi robe over it, he could not allow himself to be seen as a Jedi in this Imperial controlled planet.

He was at the checkpoint both he and Master Yoda placed to insure the protection of the twin Skywalkers, he smiled as he remembered how Luke playfully pulled on the edges of his robes the last time he went to see him.

He snapped out of his reverie as he felt a powerful presence in the Force approach, he opened his awareness and stretched out with the living Force, he sensed him, but where?

"Obi-Wan," said a male voice behind him.

The Jedi Master turned to see a friendly face, "Quinlan!"

The Kiffar Jedi Master smiled as he embraced his longtime friend and brother Jedi, Obi-Wan was shocked "you found the holorecording?"

"Yes," replied the other Jedi Master as he took a seat opposite Obi-Wan, "A small band of Jedi and I are planning to take the battle to the Sith, hopefully then we will be able to beat Anakin and Palpatine,"

"You mean Vader," corrected Obi-Wan.

Quinlan flinched, "Of course, I meant Vader,"

The two Jedi Masters were silent for a time and observed the events in the cantina.

Obi-Wan was the first to start conversation, "I confronted Vader on Mustafar, that's why he is in that suit that preserves the darkness, I should have finished him, if I did all these other Jedi who escaped Palpatine's betrayal in the first sweep could have survived him, it was my fault, I allowed him to live,"

Quinlan smiled a wan smile, "We always try to preserve life, even the life of our enemies,"

The other Jedi Master shook his head, "If I had done what was to be done, Master Kla and a host of others would still be alive,"

The Kiffar stroked his forehead and batted away a bead of sweat, "Join the other masters and me, together we can defeat Vader and Sidious,"

Obi-Wan glanced at his lightsaber on the side of his belt, the weapon of a Jedi, the symbol that he had a duty, a purpose that the Force had set out for him. He closed his eyes and remembered the First time he picked up a lightsaber, it was to practice against Quinlan himself.

Obi-Wan's eyes flashed open, "Alright, I will join with you, where are we going?"

"Naboo," replied Quinlan rising from his seat, "I have a shuttle prepared,"

The Jedi Master nodded, "Alright,"