Only love stops hate. Change our world, love your enemies.
Anonymous
At first the call seemed routine. Late one night, just after Ben had drank his last cup of tea, there was a knock at the door. Anakin answered it and then screamed. Just a little though. It didn't even really count as a scream. Besides, what would you do if a Tuskan Raider suddenly showed up at your door?
"Ro-Gar, what is it?" said Ben. The sand person gestured frantically.
"Chieftain hurt badly," said Ro-Gar. "We have need of your magic, Wizard." Ben got up from his seat and rushed to the back of the hovel. He quickly returned with a satchel.
"Come on, Anakin," he said.
"Wait, we're going with it?"
"Of course," said Ben. "Now come on."
"But it's a-"
"He needs our help, Anakin, and I am willing to help however I can, as you would no doubt want Ro-Gar to do if you were injured. Now, come." Still glaring at the Tuskan Raider suspiciously, Anakin obeyed.