The four Jedi emerged from the ship and stepped into Kissinger Space Terminal, greeted by an automated voice echoing throughout the hall. "Welcome to Enarc. Passengers, please have your Identification cards ready for customs check. If you arrived flying on a personal craft, please present your cargo manifest to the customs officer. If you are coming from a Sith-controlled planet, please note you will be turned back. If you are coming from a Hutt-controlled planet, please prepare for a thorough inspection. We thank you and hope you enjoy your stay in Enarc."

"Master Satele, are we going to go through customs first or wait for Knight Kiara Lynn and Master Orgus Dinn?" asked Harry.

"No need to wait for us as we are right here," said a feminine voice behind them.

Harry grew pale with anxiety as he turned around to face the two newcomers who had appeared behind them. Knight Kiara Lynn next to him was a Mirialan female, tall and imposing in her gray armour, and a few steps behind her was Master Orgus Dinn, a broad-shouldered human man wearing brown robes.

Iris bowed politely while addressing them both: "Master Orgus Dinn, Knight Kiara Lynn, hello."

The knight peered at Iris through her tinted visor. "Padawan Iris Potter," she said in a strong voice that echoed in the hallway. "I see you're doing well; I see Master Silandra Comoran taught you well."

Orgus bowed slightly before introducing himself, "Hello, Deputy Grandmaster Satele Shan, Master Silandra Comoran, Knight Kiara Lynn Padawan Harry Potter, Padawan Iris Potter."

Satele Shan's voice broke the sudden silence in the room as she spoke, her gaze alternating between Orgus Dinn and Kiara Lynn. "Have you read our mission packets for the slave ring mission to Phadoes and the spice ring mission to Nirn? We only got assigned to those missions so we didn't have time to look at them, so when we arrive at the Jedi Outpost you all are giving us the mission briefing."

Orgus ran a hand through his hair as he nodded. "I have, Deputy Grandmaster Shan"

Kiara shifted from foot to foot, her expression one of confusion. "So have I but I am a bit confused about who is going where."

Silandra gestured vaguely with her hands as she spoke. "If I remember correctly Grandmaster Zym assigned Knight Kiara Lynn to the mission on Phadoes with myself Master Silandra Comoran and Padawan Iris Potter, Master Orgus Dinn, Deputy Grandmaster Satele Shan, and Padawan Harry Potter to the mission on Nirn."

He frowned slightly. "That is correct, at least that is what was on the Packet, although I am concerned the Grandmaster thought sending two Padawans under thirteen on a medium-high risk mission."

"Regardless, of my opinion as to whether two padawans of the age of 11 should go on this or not, Iris being an empath, and Harry having psychometry would be an asset to us," said Kiara, her eyes scanning both the Padawans, assessing their readiness.

Harry met her gaze firmly, determination evident in his eyes. "I've faced challenges before, Knight Kiara Lynn. My skills have proven useful, and I'm ready to assist in any way I can."

Iris nodded in agreement, her gaze unwavering. "I've trained diligently, and I trust in the Force to guide me. If Grandmaster Zym believes in our abilities, then we should too."

Master Orgus Dinn sighed, looking over the young Padawans with a mixture of concern and pride. "Your abilities are unique and powerful. But always remember that it's not just about the skills you possess but how you use them. Let the Force be your guide, and do not be led astray by emotions."

Master Silandra Comoran chimed in, her tone gentle, "Both of you have shown great potential and growth during your training. It's vital, however, to remember that these missions are dangerous. We'll have to trust one another and work together."

Satele Shan took a step forward, capturing the attention of the group. "As we move forward, let's focus on our mission at hand. We have a duty to fulfill, and the people on these planets are counting on us. Let's prepare, and may the Force be with us."

The group nodded in agreement, each of them silently pondering the weight of their responsibilities. The space terminal's automated voice echoed again, bringing them back to the present.

"Last call for customs check. All passengers must proceed for clearance."

Harry looked around, his focus returning to their immediate surroundings. "We should proceed with the customs and then head to the Jedi Outpost for our mission briefings."

Kiara Lynn looked at the young Padawan and gave a nod of approval. "Lead the way, Harry. Time is of the essence."

The group moved in unison towards the customs desk. The terminal was a flurry of activity, with beings of all shapes and sizes coming and going, engaged in various tasks. Droids beeped and hovered around, performing menial tasks and guiding passengers.

Harry was the first one to the Customs desk, he gave the customs officer his Identification and bag.

"Is this information correct? Last Name: Potter, First name: Harry, middle Initial J, Age 11, Home Planet: Earth, Species: Human, Padawan of the Order of the Jedi Knights?"

"Yes, that is correct."

"Any cargo you like to declare? Remember weapons must be declared separately."

Harry glanced down at his lightsaber hilts, then looked up at the customs officer, "I have my lightsabers, as is customary for a Jedi Padawan."

The officer noted it down, "Alright, you're good to go. Please ensure to remain within the limits of Enarc law during your stay."

Satele was next. "Is this information correct? Last name: Shan, First Name: Satele Age 43, Home planet: Brentaal IV, Species: Human, Deputy Grandmaster of the Order of Jedi Knights?

"Yes, that is correct"

"And you piloted the craft docked in pad 35M?

"Yes, I would like to declare that Silandra, Harry, Iris, and I arrived on that craft."

"I need your pilot license, your cargo manifest of cargo on your ship, cargo you are taking to Enarc and remember any weapons must be declared separately."

Satele Shan reached into her robe and handed over the requested documents. "Here is my pilot's license and the cargo manifest. As for weapons, I have my lightstaff, which is standard for Jedi Knights."

The officer perused the documents carefully before noting down the details. "Everything seems to be in order. Ensure that you abide by Enarc laws and regulations during your stay. Welcome to Enarc, Deputy Grandmaster Shan."

Master Silandra Comoran stepped up next, her tall frame and presence drawing the attention of a few nearby travellers. "Is this information correct? Last name: Comoran, First Name: Silandra, Age: 31, Home planet: Nirn, Species: Bosmer, Master of the Order of Jedi Knights?"

Silandra nodded, "Yes, that is accurate."

"Any cargo or weapons you'd like to declare?"

"Just my lightsaber," Silandra replied, showing the elegant hilt to the officer.

Iris was next. The customs officer looked at her datapad, "Is this information correct? Last name: Potter, First Name: Iris, Middle Initial: L, Age 11, Home Planet: Earth, Species: Human, Padawan of the Order of Jedi Knights?"

Iris gave a small smile, "Yes, that's correct."

"Any cargo or weapons?"

"My lightstaff," Iris replied, lifting it slightly for the officer to see.

Orgus Dinn approached the desk, exuding an air of authority that seemed to captivate even the customs officer. "Is this information correct? Last name: Dinn, First Name: Orgus, Age: 55, Home planet: Rishi, Species: Human, Master of the Order of Jedi Knights?"

Orgus simply nodded, "It is."

"And you piloted the craft docked in pad 42S?

"Yes, that would be my ship," Orgus replied with a firm voice.

"I need your pilot's license, and the cargo manifest, and remember, any weapons must be declared separately."

Orgus handed over the required documents. "Here are my credentials and the cargo manifest. For weapons, I have my lightsaber, which is customary for Jedi Masters."

The officer examined the documents closely and then looked up at Orgus. "All seems to be in order. Remember to follow Enarc's laws and regulations during your stay, Master Dinn."

Lastly, Kiara Lynn approached the customs desk, her posture upright and alert. "Is this information correct? Last name: Lynn, First Name: Kiara, Age: 32, Home planet: Mirial, Species: Mirialan, Knight of the Order of Jedi Knights?"

"That's correct," Kiara replied confidently.

"You travelled on Republic Shuttle from Bakura, correct?"

"That is indeed correct."

"I need to check your cargo, before I do anything you want to declare, remember all weapons must be declared separately."

Kiara Lynn nodded. "I am carrying my lightsabers, which is standard for a Jedi Knight," she replied, revealing her lightsaber hilt for the officer to see.

The customs officer made a few notations on her datapad. "Any other cargo or items to declare?"

"No, just personal belongings and the standard supplies for a mission," Kiara Lynn answered.

The officer looked over the information for a few more moments before nodding in approval. "Very well, Knight Lynn. Everything is in order. Do ensure you adhere to Enarc's laws and regulations during your stay."

"Thank you," Kiara Lynn replied with a nod, stepping aside to allow the next person in line.

As the group congregated again, Deputy Grandmaster Satele Shan addressed them. "Now that the formalities are done, let's head to the Jedi Outpost for the mission briefing. We have much to discuss and prepare for."

Master Orgus Dinn nodded in agreement. "Time is of the essence. Let's get moving."

Kiara stood in a sparsely furnished room on the Jedi Outpost, her hands clasped behind her back. Harry and Iris were standing at attention facing her, eyes wide with uncertainty as she began to speak.

"Welcome, Padawan Potters," she said, her voice confident and strong, "I am Jedi Knight Kiara Lynn." She gestured to the training equipment in the room as she continued. "I have been instructed by your masters to run you over with a few drills while they debate the equipment they will need for your missions." The smile faded from her face as she added, "And I must note that I'm against sending 11-year-olds on any mission, even if it is supported by a master and a knight."

She stood tall, her voice like a whip and her hands clasped behind her back. Her eyes scanned the room, taking in Iris and Harry before she spoke. "That being said," she began her gaze hard, "I am to ensure you get the training to survive the next mission. I'm a hard and firm instructor and will not tolerate foolishness—especially when it comes to potentially lethal equipment. However, I do appreciate any questions you may have; just raise your hand and I'll call on you. Understand?"

"Yes, Knight Lynn," said Harry and Iris

"The first lesson is on Granades, there are five types of Granades used by the Jedi order, they are EMP, Smoke, Flash, Plasma, and Thermal Detonators. Can anyone tell me the difference between these Grenades?"

Iris hesitated, glancing over at Harry before raising her hand. "I think I can, Knight Lynn."

Kiara nodded toward her, signalling for her to continue. "Go on."

"The EMP grenade is used to disable electronics and droids. It releases an electromagnetic pulse that short-circuits devices within its radius," Iris began, her voice gaining confidence as she spoke.

"The Smoke grenade releases a thick cloud of smoke, which can be used for cover or to obscure the enemy's vision. The Flash grenade emits a blinding flash of light to disorient enemies. It's particularly effective against those who rely heavily on sight."

Harry chimed in, "The Plasma grenade releases superheated plasma which can burn through most materials. It's deadly when it comes into contact with enemies or their equipment."

Iris nodded, taking over from Harry. "And the Thermal Detonator is probably the most destructive of them all. It releases a wave of intense heat and energy, obliterating everything within its blast radius."

Kiara raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed with their knowledge. "Very good. It's vital to know your equipment and its capabilities, as well as its limitations. It could make the difference between life and death."

She moved to a table and picked up an EMP grenade, holding it up for them to see. "This is an EMP grenade, how can you tell it's an EMP grenade and what does EMP stand for?"

Harry was quick to respond, "EMP stands for Electromagnetic Pulse, Knight Lynn."

Kiara nodded. "Correct. And how can you identify this as an EMP grenade?"

Iris squinted at the grenade, examining its design. "It's usually marked with specific symbols or colour codes. The Jedi Order typically uses a blue circuitry pattern or a lightning bolt insignia on their EMP grenades, signifying the electrical nature of the pulse it releases."

Kiara nodded, clearly pleased. "Correct, Padawan. It's crucial to identify the type of grenade you're handling, especially in high-pressure situations. Mistaking one type for another could lead to dire consequences."

She placed the EMP grenade back on the table and continued with her lesson, "To activate this grenade, you need to press this button at the top and then throw it within 3 seconds. Delaying the throw might endanger you and your team. Always remember, the faster and farther you throw, the safer you are."

Harry raised a hand, "Knight Lynn, how do we ensure that our allies are not affected by the EMP pulse?"

Kiara smiled at the question. "That's a good point, Padawan Potter. Before deploying any equipment, it's vital to communicate with your team. Let them know beforehand so they can power down or shield any essential electronics or droids. Coordination is key."

Iris looked thoughtful, "But what if we're in a situation where we can't verbally communicate with our team?"

Kiara replied, "Then you must use hand signals or other non-verbal methods. The Jedi Order has a series of standardized hand signals for various situations. We will go over them in another session. But always remember, awareness of your surroundings and allies is crucial."

Harry looked at the various grenades displayed on the table. "Knight Lynn, how do we ensure our safety when using these? Especially the Thermal Detonator?"

Kiara approached the table and picked up the Thermal Detonator. "Safety comes from knowledge and respect for the tool you're using. Never activate a grenade without intent, always be aware of its radius and potential collateral damage, and ensure you and your team are at a safe distance. And with the Thermal Detonator, always handle it with extreme caution. Its destructive power is unparalleled."

She placed the detonator back and stared intently at both the Padawans. "We'll be practicing with dummy grenades first. But before I let you practice with Dummies, I want you to answer this question how do you Identify each grenade type."

Harry and Iris exchanged glances, taking a moment to gather their thoughts.

Harry began, "The EMP grenade has the blue circuitry pattern or the lightning bolt insignia on it, signifying its electrical nature."

Iris continued, "The Smoke grenade is usually gray or black with a cloud symbol on it, indicating the smoky substance it releases."

Harry added, "The Flash grenade is often white or silver and might have an eye symbol or a starburst on it, suggesting the blinding light it emits."

Iris nodded, "The Plasma grenade is typically marked with a flame or a temperature gauge, hinting at the superheated plasma it releases."

"And finally," Harry concluded, "The Thermal Detonator is usually red or orange with a fire or explosion symbol on it, representing the intense heat and energy wave it gives off."

Kiara smiled, clearly pleased with their knowledge. "Well done, Padawans. Remembering these identifiers will be essential in the field. It's these details that will set you apart and keep you and your team safe. Always respect your equipment and understand its power."

She paused, her gaze firm. "Now, let's begin with your practice. Remember, these are just dummies, but treat them as if they were the real deal. Accidents happen when we're careless. Padawan Iris, I want you to Throw three of each dummy grenade while Padawan Harry and I watch I will be Giving you a score and I will correct any mistakes you make after each throw."

Harry stepped back, giving Iris room as she approached the table where the dummy grenades were laid out. The dummy grenades were visually identical to the real ones but were harmless, designed specifically for training purposes.

Kiara Lynn stood poised, ready to observe and evaluate Iris's technique. "Remember, it's not just about the throw," she advised. "It's about understanding the situation, choosing the right grenade for the job, and executing with precision."

Iris nodded, taking a deep breath. She picked up the dummy EMP grenade, examining the familiar blue circuitry pattern on it. Positioning herself, she imagined a scenario where she needed to disable a droid. With a fluid motion, she activated the dummy and threw it with precision.

Kiara Lynn observed closely, making mental notes. Once Iris was done with her EMP throws, Kiara remarked, "Good arm and good aim. But remember, an EMP's range is broader than the actual explosion. Ensure you're taking that into account."

Iris nodded, moving on to the smoke grenade. She imagined a situation where she needed cover. With a swift movement, she threw the dummy grenade, watching as it landed at the desired location.

As she moved through each type, Kiara provided feedback. For the flash grenade, Kiara pointed out the importance of timing, ensuring the enemy didn't have time to shield their eyes. With the plasma grenade, she stressed the importance of accounting for potential collateral damage due to its ability to burn through materials.

When Iris got to the dummy thermal detonator, Kiara's focus intensified. "Remember, the thermal detonator is the most dangerous. Precision is paramount."

Iris took a deep breath, visualizing her throw. She activated the dummy and, with a measured throw, sent it sailing to her intended target.

Once the exercise was over, Kiara said, "Well done, Padawan Iris. There's always room for improvement, but you showed a good understanding of the tools at your disposal. Remember, practice makes perfect."

Iris nodded, panting slightly from the exertion. "Thank you, Knight Lynn."

Kiara smiled. "Now, Padawan Harry, it's your turn. Let's see how you fare."

Harry stepped forward, his expression focused. The lessons from watching Iris were fresh in his mind. He picked up the dummy EMP grenade, feeling its weight in his hand. Taking a deep breath, he visualized a group of hostile droids in front of him. With a swift, determined motion, he activated and threw the grenade.

Kiara watched closely, her sharp eyes catching every detail. "Good. Remember, it's not just about power. It's about accuracy," she commented after his first throw.

As Harry moved on to the smoke grenade, he imagined needing to create an escape route for his team. He hurled the dummy grenade, and it produced an imaginary cloud in the designated area.

"Quick decision-making is vital in the field," Kiara mentioned after observing his smoke grenade throws. "Always be aware of your surroundings and how the wind might carry the smoke."

Harry moved to the flash grenade. Remembering Kiara's advice to Iris about timing, he focused on ensuring he threw it at the exact moment when it would have the most impact.

Kiara nodded appreciatively. "Good timing, Padawan Potter. A well-timed flash can be the difference between escape and capture."

When Harry picked up the plasma grenade, he was mindful of its potential for collateral damage. He chose his imaginary target carefully and threw it with precision.

Lastly, the dummy thermal detonator was in his grasp. Harry could feel the weight of its imaginary potential destruction. He took a few moments, visualized the blast radius, and made his throw.

Once Harry finished his set, Kiara approached him. "Impressive work, Padawan Potter. You've shown great understanding and respect for these tools. Keep practicing, and you'll master them in no time."

Harry exhaled deeply, his nerves relaxing slightly. "Thank you, Knight Lynn. I appreciate your guidance."

Kiara smiled at both Padawans. "Training is a continuous journey. The day you think you've learned everything is the day you stop growing. Always be humble, always be eager to learn. Now, we're going to repeat this exercise but with live grenades. Padawan Iris your first"

Iris's eyes widened at Kiara's declaration. The weight of responsibility felt even heavier now, knowing the potential consequences of a mistake. However, she drew strength from the recent practice and Kiara's guidance.

She approached the table, now laden with real grenades. Picking up the EMP grenade, she felt its tangible power. With a deep breath, she activated it, keeping in mind the lessons Kiara taught them, and threw it to a safe location, far from them. There was a brief moment before the electromagnetic pulse released, making the hairs on their arms stand on end.

Kiara nodded in approval. "Good, remember the radius and the effects. Always keep a safe distance."

Next was the smoke grenade. Iris activated it and threw it toward the designated area. Thick smoke began billowing out, obscuring their vision momentarily.

"The wind can affect the direction of the smoke," Kiara reminded. "Always be mindful of that."

Moving to the flash grenade, Iris hesitated for a split second, ensuring her timing was right. Once thrown, a blinding light flashed for a brief moment.

"Timing is everything with the flash grenade," Kiara commented, shielding her eyes slightly.

The plasma grenade was next. Iris took a moment, focusing intently, before activating and throwing it. Upon impact, a burst of intense heat emanated, showcasing its destructive capability.

Kiara raised an eyebrow, impressed. "Precision is essential, especially with something as potent as the plasma grenade."

Lastly, the thermal detonator. Iris gulped, feeling the gravity of its potential. She focused intently, making sure of her throw. Once activated and thrown, a wave of intense heat and energy spread out, showing its devastating effect.

Kiara clapped slowly. "Excellent job, Padawan Iris. You've handled these with respect and understanding. Remember, always be aware of your surroundings and the potential consequences."

Iris sighed with relief, wiping the sweat from her brow. "Thank you, Knight Lynn. I've learned so much today."

Kiara nodded. "Good. Now, Padawan Potter, let's see you handle the live grenades."

Harry felt a nervous energy building in his chest as he approached the table with the live grenades. He took a deep breath, grounding himself in the present moment, and focusing on the lessons from both his own practice and Iris's demonstration with the live grenades.

Taking the EMP grenade first, Harry felt the familiar weight. He took a moment, envisioning the potential consequences, before activating it and throwing it to a safe distance. The air crackled with energy as the electromagnetic pulse emanated from the grenade.

Kiara's voice was steady. "Remember, it's not just the immediate vicinity that's affected. Think about what might be disrupted in the periphery as well."

The smoke grenade was next. Harry released it and watched as it released its thick plume, the wind directing it slightly off from where he had anticipated.

Kiara nodded. "Always consider environmental factors."

Harry then picked up the flash grenade, pausing to gauge the timing. He activated and threw it, causing a brief but intense burst of light. He felt the after-image even with his eyes half-shielded.

"Well done, Padawan Potter," Kiara said. "Now, for the plasma grenade."

Harry hesitated for a moment, feeling the weight of the grenade and its potential. He activated it and, with a well-aimed throw, released it. The resultant explosion was bright and fierce, leaving a scorched mark on the ground.

Kiara offered a brief nod of approval. "Good. The plasma grenade is potent, and you handled it well. Now, the thermal detonator."

This was the one Harry was most nervous about. Taking a deep breath, he activated it and threw it with all his might. The explosion was massive, the wave of heat intense, and the shockwave left a ringing in their ears.

After a moment, Kiara spoke, her voice filled with respect. "That, Padawan Potter, is the power of the thermal detonator. You've shown great care and skill today."

Harry wiped away sweat, smiling gratefully. "Thank you, Knight Lynn. Your guidance has been invaluable."

Kiara addressed both Padawans. "You both have demonstrated respect, understanding, and skill with these tools today. The journey to mastery is long, but you're on the right path. Keep practicing, stay humble, and always remember the lessons from today."

Both Iris and Harry nodded, a mix of exhaustion and accomplishment evident on their faces.

"We'll after Lunch and after your briefing with your masters and the additional Jedi going on your missions," Kiara added. "For now, take the time to reflect and rest. You've earned it."

Harry and Satele followed Master Orgus Dinn down a long, dimly lit hallway until they arrived at an austere briefing room. Orgus turned to face them with his hands clasped behind his back. "Deputy Grandmaster Shan, Padawan Potter, welcome," he said in a booming voice. "Are you ready for this briefing?"

Satele looked at Harry incredulously, raising an eyebrow in question. "I am. Padawan Potter," she said slowly, "Do you know what a mission briefing is?"

Satele's ominously piercing gaze settled on Harry as she inquired about mission briefings. "No," Harry meekly replied, straining to stay calm.

"A mission briefing is where we discuss the mission with our team; what actions we will take, what equipment we will need, and so forth," Satele explained with an air of authority.

Orgus stepped forward, rubbing his hands together before clasping them behind his back. "This is a medium-high risk mission where time is of the essence," he began solemnly, "Beginning last month, on Nirn in the Cormont province –we've seen a string of mysterious Spice overdoses. The types of Spices include Glitterstim, Giggledust, Lumni-spice, and Booster Blue. Queen Ayren of Nirn has launched an investigation into the cause and discovered a Spice ring operating near the city of Cormont. What she discovered was heavy Sith involvement, so she called for assistance from the order of the Jedi Knights, that is where we come in."

Satele turned to Harry, her eyebrows drawn together in a mix of concern and determination. "Padawan, I must stress to you again how difficult this mission is going to be for an eleven-year-old. Still, we must try our best to keep ourselves from breaking down. Did you learn anything at Hogwarts that might be useful here?"

Harry shuffled his feet nervously, glancing up towards Satele with wide eyes. "I'm not sure if it's useful.. but I did acquire an invisibility cloak and learned a few spells, though I'm not sure if the Ministry of Magic can track my wand all the way here. I'm not supposed to use any magic outside of school grounds."

"I'll ask Master Comoran to make sure there's no magical tracker on your wand," she said reassuringly. "She is just as adept as you in the use of both magic and the Force. Are there any particularly helpful spells you can think of?"

Harry hesitated for a moment, trying to recall the spells he'd learned in his first year at Hogwarts. "Well," he began, "I've learned the Levitation Charm, the Lumos Charm to produce light, and the Alohomora spell to unlock things. I've also picked up on some basic defensive spells like the Shield Charm and the Disarming Spell, Expelliarmus. And, um, there's also the Full Body-Bind Curse, Petrificus Totalus, that can paralyze an opponent."

Satele nodded thoughtfully, "Those could indeed be useful, especially when we're trying to avoid direct confrontation. The Lumos Charm could serve in areas where our lightsabers might draw too much attention, and Alohomora might provide us entry where a lightsaber or the Force cannot."

Master Orgus added, "The ability to paralyze an opponent without causing harm could be invaluable in certain situations. As Jedi, we seek peaceful resolutions whenever possible. If you can incapacitate someone without causing them harm, it aligns well with our teachings."

Satele looked at Harry intently, "The invisibility cloak might prove to be the most valuable asset. It could allow for reconnaissance without detection, and possibly even aid in extraction if things go sideways."

Harry felt a bit more confident hearing their responses. "I'll do my best to help," he said with a determined look.

Orgus smiled gently, "That's all we can ask of you, Padawan. Now, let's continue with the briefing and plan our approach. The Sith won't wait for us, and neither should we."

"Eventually I will teach you force stun but you are not exactly ready for that yet. In the meantime Orgus try to see where we can fit Harry's abilities into our plan to shut this Spice ring down," interjected Satele.

"Queen Ayren, wants this ring shut down as quickly as possible unfortunately it's a 30-hour journey on a dolphin class Passenger ship and a 41-hour Journey on a Defender class light Corvette. but that is neither here nor there, we believe that this spice ring is funding the Sith Empire's War effort against the Republic," Orgus continued, pointing to a holographic map that displayed the Cormont province. "As you can see, the city is densely populated with various structures and pathways, making it an ideal location for illicit operations to go unnoticed."

Harry squinted at the map, trying to make sense of the layout. "Are there any known establishments or areas where this Spice is being distributed?"

Satele activated a smaller console, and several dots began to glow on the map. "These are the locations of recent overdoses and suspected distribution points. The pattern suggests that the main distribution center is located in this area." She pointed to a larger glowing dot near the heart of the city.

Satele's voice projected solemnity and conviction as she turned to Padawan Potter. "Once we arrive, I want you to use your psychometry skills and talk to Queen Ayren and her Chief of Internal Security. I will be present, but more so for observing and correcting your every move. Master Orgus I want you to infiltrate the distribution points undercover, gather intel, and if possible, apprehend those responsible. We need to understand their network and connections to the Sith Empire."

Orgus nodded, his expression serious. "I understand. With my experience in undercover operations, I should be able to infiltrate their ranks without arousing suspicion. I'll also try to gather any intel on their suppliers and their exact ties to the Sith."

Harry swallowed hard. "What would you like me to do after the meeting with Queen Ayren and her Chief of Internal Security?"

Satele considered this for a moment. "Your invisibility cloak and your magical abilities can be of great help. Once you've gathered the necessary information from Queen Ayren, I want you to scout the main distribution center with your cloak. Be cautious, gather as much information as you can, but do not engage. Your primary objective is reconnaissance."

Harry nodded slowly, absorbing the weight of the responsibility. "Understood, Master Shan."

Orgus interjected, "Remember, young Padawan, the key is to remain unnoticed. If at any point you feel you're in danger, pull out immediately and contact us."

Satele added, "And always trust your instincts. The Force will guide you. Once we are done gathering intel we will join up together and combine our intel and raid the main base of operations. Timing and coordination will be crucial, as we don't want to give the Sith or their operatives any chance of escape or retaliation."

Harry nodded, trying to take it all in. "I'll remember that, Masters. And thank you for believing in me."

Satele smiled warmly, "You've proven yourself capable and brave. Trust in yourself, and remember, we have your back."

Orgus stepped forward, pulling up another screen. "Here are some blueprints of the city and potential escape routes. Memorize them, and it will help you navigate and evade if necessary."

Harry leaned in, studying the blueprints and mentally noting landmarks and routes. "These will be invaluable," he said.

Satele nodded. "Now for equipment needed, what level of armour will we need, what type of grenades we will need, any weapons besides our lightsabers, etc.?"

Orgus tapped a button on the console, bringing up a list of equipment options. "Given the nature of this mission, I would recommend light armour – enough to provide protection, but not too bulky to hamper mobility. Flexibility and speed will be of the essence."

Harry looked at the displayed options, "What about these?" he pointed to a set of robes labelled 'Jedi Battle Armor.'

Satele nodded, "Those are reinforced with durasteel threads and offer decent protection against blaster fire, without hindering one's connection to the Force. They're a good choice."

"As for grenades," Orgus continued, "We'll need a mix. Smoke grenades for cover, flashbangs for disorientation, and perhaps a few EMP grenades. They're effective against electronic devices and can temporarily disable droids without causing them permanent damage."

Satele interjected, "I'd also recommend bringing a few medpacs. While we hope not to need them, it's always best to be prepared."

Harry hesitated, "Do we need any additional weapons? I mean, we have our lightsabers and my wand..."

Orgus thought for a moment. "A blaster pistol might be useful in a tight situation, especially if we need to keep a low profile and not draw attention with our lightsabers. But remember, we are Jedi. We rely on our connection to the Force and our skills, not just weapons."

Satele added, "And while we are equipped with these tools, our primary aim is to avoid violence whenever possible. It's about using them judiciously and in alignment with the Jedi Code."

Harry nodded in understanding. "Right, I remember. "'emotion, yet peace...'"

Satele smiled gently, "Exactly. Now, as for communications, I recommend each of us carry a personal commlink. We'll set them to a secure frequency, ensuring we can stay in touch without any unwanted eavesdropping."

Orgus chimed in, "Lastly, we should each have a compact holoprojector. It will allow us to share visual information on the fly, be it maps, images, or real-time video feeds."

Harry looked at the plethora of gear displayed on the console. "Alright. So, armor, grenades, possibly a blaster, medpacs, commlink, and a holoprojector. Anything else?"

Satele thought for a moment. "A few energy ration packs and water purification tablets. We don't know how long we'll be in the field, and we need to be prepared for any eventuality."

Orgus nodded in agreement. "Exactly. And remember, while all this equipment is useful, our greatest assets are our minds, our training, and our connection to the Force. Gear can fail, but your instincts and training won't."

Harry absorbed the information, taking a moment to breathe and center himself. "I understand. It's a lot to take in, but I trust both of you, and I'm ready to do my part."

Satele approached Harry and gently placed a hand on his shoulder. "This will be a challenging mission, Harry. But always remember you're not alone. The Force is with you, and so are we."

Orgus added, "We'll depart for Nirn tomorrow at first light. Tonight, rest and prepare. Go over the information, familiarize yourself with the equipment, and meditate. The more prepared we are mentally and physically, the smoother our mission will go."

Harry nodded, determination evident in his eyes. "I'll be ready, Masters."

Iris and Silandra entered the briefing room. A holographic projection of a star map illuminated the center of the chamber, and Kiara was seated at the table with her eyes fixed on the projection.

"Padawan Iris Potter and Jedi Master Silandra Comoran," she said without looking away from the map. "Are you ready for the mission briefing?"

Silandra and Iris stepped forward and bowed her head respectfully. "It is an honour to be here. I am Jedi Knight Kiara Lynn."

"Iris do you know what a mission briefing is Padawan?" asked Silandra

"A mission briefing is where we discuss the mission with our team; what actions we will take, what equipment we will need, potential obstacles, and so forth," Silandra explained. "Shall we begin?"

Kiara clasped her hands, brow furrowed. "Originally, this was a Medium-High-risk Mission," she said, her voice hushed. "However after reviewing the latest Intelligence, I have since asked the Jedi Council to upgrade it to a High-Risk Mission." She paused for a moment, eyes closed and took a deep breath before continuing. "Two months ago, High Queen Dulcea of the planet of Phadoes noticed an uptick in unusual cargo traffic coming into Nightingale, the capital city." Her fingers drummed nervously against her thigh as she spoke. "The cargo ships were NX-1200 Freighters marked with Sith markings. Now although Phadoes is a natural planet there are some things they will not hesitate to call the Order of the Jedi Knights for." Kiara's face darkened. "And what the authorities on Phadoes discovered was a potential slave ring." She shook her head in disbelief. "Now knowing this, I am not sure I like a Padawan of the age of 11 on this mission, but I understand with the current battle of Alderaan still ongoing we need to take desperate measures."

"Iris before Knight Lynn continues, I want to know did you learn any magic that might be useful in this mission when you attended your first year of Hogwarts with your twin Harry?" asked Silandra.

Iris hesitated for a moment, then nodded, her young face determined. "Yes, Master Comoran. While at Hogwarts, Harry and I learned several spells that could be of use. The most relevant ones would be the Disarming Charm, the Levitation Charm, and Lumos, to provide light, the body binds which traps someone and others. I have mastered force cloak, force light, force telekinesis, and force speed. and as you know I am an empath. However I am not sure if the Ministry of Magic will be able to track my spells on my wand from this location,"

"Can I see your magical foci in your case it's your wand," asked Silandra

Iris hesitated for a moment, unsure of handing her wand over. But seeing the sincerity in Silandra's eyes, she carefully pulled her wand from the concealed pocket inside her robe. It was a beautiful wand, about 11 inches long, made of holly wood with a phoenix feather core. The wand had intricate carvings and looked worn, suggesting that it had seen its fair share of spells.

Silandra took the wand gently, examining it with a mixture of curiosity and respect. "This magic is similar to the magic of my home world on Nirn," she mused. After a few moments, she handed it back to Iris. "I removed all tracking spells on it, I can't have anyone be able to track you from your magic core through your wand. While you will still need to be careful with the spells you cast, this should give you a bit of a buffer."

Iris held her wand closely, a mixture of gratitude and awe evident on her face. "Thank you, Master Comoran."

Kiara cleared her throat, drawing attention back to her. "Thank you, Silandra, for that precautionary measure. Now, back to the mission at hand." She activated a few controls, and the holographic projection zoomed in to display a detailed layout of Nightingale. "This is the area we believe the slave ring is operating from. Our mission is One: is to shut down this Slave ring, two: free as many of the captured individuals as possible, and Three: gather intelligence on who is behind this operation and their connections to the Sith."

"The slave ring seems to be situated in a series of interconnected buildings in the heart of Nightingale," Kiara continued, pointing to the projection. "The location provides them easy access to major spaceports, allowing them to smuggle slaves in and out without much difficulty."

Silandra frowned, deep in thought. "With Sith markings on their cargo ships, they aren't trying to hide their allegiance. This is a bold move and suggests they have confidence or believe the Jedi Order is too preoccupied to respond."

Kiara nodded in agreement. "That's precisely what troubles me. This level of audacity indicates that they might be expecting us or have already taken precautions against any interference from the Jedi Order. We need to be prepared for anything."

With the maturity that belied her age, Iris spoke up, "We'll need to strategize how we approach the situation. A frontal assault might not be the best option given the potential traps and guards they might have in place."

"You're right, Iris," Silandra agreed. "especially since we can't count on backup from the Jedi Order due to the situation on Alderaan. We need to be stealthy and gather as much intelligence as we can before making any major moves."

Kiara switched off the hologram, "The queen has some undercover agents in Nightingale. They've been gathering information, and we'll set up a communication line with them. They might have some more insights. but until we do we need to plan as if we will not be getting any local help."

Silandra moved to one side of the room, beginning to outline potential entry points and weak spots within the interconnected buildings. "One of the benefits of being a Jedi Knight is our ability to be unobtrusive. We can use our force abilities to mask our presence and sneak into their facility."

Iris nodded, taking notes on a datapad. "From what I know about Sith operations, they often have layers of security. From droids to force barriers, we should be prepared for various challenges."

Kiara pointed to a series of tunnels on the hologram. "These are ancient underground pathways that were once used for trade. They are mostly forgotten now but can offer us a discreet entrance into the heart of the slave ring operations. But we should be careful, as they might be booby-trapped or guarded."

Silandra pondered for a moment. "We need to prioritize freeing the slaves. We should devise a diversion to draw the guards away, giving us a window to free the prisoners. If we can turn off the facility's power for a few moments, it might create the chaos we need. When that happens Knight Lynn, I will need you to go straight to where the slaves are being held. and protect them from being killed by the Sith."

"I agree," Kiara said, her expression stern. "But we need to ensure that the diversion is far enough from the prisoners' location to ensure they aren't harmed in the process. The last thing we want is to put them in more danger inadvertently."

Iris chimed in, "We could use a combination of both Jedi Force abilities and my learned magic to create a disturbance. A simultaneous use of Force push and the Blasting Charm, for instance, could give the illusion of a massive explosion or attack on the other side of the facility."

Silandra nodded thoughtfully. "That could work, Iris. However, we need to remember that, unlike the force, magic is a battery you only can use so much of it until it is depleted and you need to rest to recharge. because of that reason, you will be with me, guarding our escape route and ensuring no unexpected surprises."

Iris looked slightly disappointed but understood the reasoning. "Of course, Master Comoran. I'll be ready."

Kiara leaned forward, emphasizing her next words. "Remember, our primary objective is to save those innocents. The Sith are powerful, and cunning, and won't hesitate to use the slaves as shields or pawns in their game. We must not allow that to happen."

Silandra agreed. "We will continue to work our plan of attack on our way to Phadoes which is a 41-hour trip on a Dolphin class passenger ship, and a 72-hour trip on republic shuttle interplanetary transport, for now, what equipment do we need? What Armour will we need? What secondary Weapons will we need given the fact that we could expect to be fighting in tight spaces like hallways which will limit the effectiveness of our lightsabers? What type of grenades will we need?"

Kiara began listing the requirements. "Given the potential close-quarter combat situations, we'll need lighter armour that doesn't sacrifice too much protection. Something like the Beskar weave armor; it provides a good balance between protection and flexibility. It's resistant to blaster bolts and some lightsaber strikes, yet still allows for swift movement."

Iris added, "For secondary weapons, maybe short-range blasters or stun guns. They're compact, effective in close quarters, and won't ricochet like regular blasters in confined spaces. Also, considering I'm younger and less experienced in hand-to-hand combat, perhaps a Force-shield generator for added defence?"

Silandra nodded, "A good thought, Iris. We'll also require grappling hooks and magnetic climbers. The ancient tunnels might have collapsed in some places, or we might need to climb walls quickly."

"As for grenades," Kiara continued, "we should have a mix. Smoke grenades for cover, EMPs to disable droids and technology, and flashbangs to disorientate guards without causing lethal harm. Remember, the primary objective is to rescue the captives; we want minimal fatalities."

Silandra chimed in, "Given that we might encounter Sith or dark side force users, having a few cortosis-weaved weapons could prove useful. Cortosis can briefly short out a lightsaber, giving us an edge in combat."

Kiara nodded in agreement. "Yes, cortosis weapons could level the playing field. I suggest small daggers or throwing stars. They can be concealed easily and can be quickly deployed if necessary."

Silandra opened a nearby equipment locker, revealing a selection of weapons and tools. She began to distribute them based on the list they had discussed. "We'll also need communication devices with built-in scramblers. Sith or their allies might try to intercept our communications. These devices will ensure our conversations remain private."

Iris picked up a small earpiece and examined it. "These will allow us to stay in touch without being detected, right?"

Kiara nodded, "Precisely. These earpieces use a frequency-hopping technique, making them harder to trace or eavesdrop on. And with a range of up to 50 miles, we can spread out if necessary and still maintain contact."

Silandra looked around at the equipment they had assembled. "We should also pack some medical supplies. Bacta patches, kolto injections, painkillers, and other first aid essentials. We don't know what state the captives are in or what injuries we might sustain."

Iris frowned, thinking about the potential casualties. "We should also carry some tranquillizer darts. If we encounter guards or Sith who are too strong or too many to handle directly, it could help to neutralize them without killing."

"That's a thoughtful approach, Iris," Kiara praised. "We'll also need portable force-field generators. In case we need to create a safe zone quickly or block off certain areas."

Silandra finished packing the last of the equipment. "Once we've got everything prepared, we should run through some drills. Practice our strategies, check the efficiency of our gear, and ensure we're all in sync."

Iris nodded, determination evident in her eyes. "Training together will only strengthen our bond and improve our chances of success."

The group spent the next few hours going over their plan in meticulous detail, each member voicing their concerns and providing input. They ran mock drills, simulated potential combat scenarios, and tested their equipment.

Kiara was impressed with Iris's quick thinking and adaptability. Despite her age, the Padawan showcased an understanding and wisdom that were rare to find. Silandra, on the other hand, was a master strategist. Her years of experience in the field allowed her to anticipate potential pitfalls and come up with solutions on the fly.

After an intensive training session, the group took a moment to catch their breaths. They sat in a circle, the weight of the mission pressing on their minds.

Silandra broke the silence, her voice soft and measured, "The dark side is strong, and the Sith are powerful adversaries. But we have something they don't: unity and purpose. We are not just fighting for ourselves, but for those who can't fight. For the innocent lives at stake. Always remember that."

Kiara nodded in agreement, "We are a team, and together we are stronger than any adversary we might face."

Iris felt a warmth in her heart, a camaraderie that she had only felt with her twin, Harry. She realized that this mission wasn't just about saving the captives; it was also about forging bonds, finding strength in unity, and learning to trust.

Silandra looked around, her gaze settling on each member of the team, "Rest up, tomorrow we embark on our journey to Phadoes. And remember, may the Force be with us."

The group dispersed, but the air was filled with a silent determination. They were ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, united in their purpose and resolve.

A/N: I had a bit too much fun with this chapter, this chapter is 8.4K words according to MS Word this will also be the second longest chapter I ever wrote, with only Heir to the Moon Act 1 chapter 6 beating it.

Anyways, the next two chapters will have a bit of action:
SOC III: Freeing Slaves in Phadoes
SOC IV: Nirn Spice ring

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