Classroom Scouting.

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Dantooine.

It took a few days to get here, what with bouncing around hyperspace lanes like a pinball. Nowhere Station wasn't all that far from Mandalore Space. Considering its role in the Excision, not very surprising. So going to Dantooine was a rather tiring journey. I was just glad I listened to Shaak Ti and we took the shuttle, instead of my Z-95. It would have gotten crowded, but the feeling of going on a space roadtrip was lost by taking the space minivan instead of the space muscle car.

Shaak was the first to exit the shuttle when we arrived and talk to the authorities about docking fees. I took in the port. Dantooine's capital hadn't changed much from the last I saw. I remembered the last time I was here. How much of a fuss I made. I hope no one recognized me for splitting a landmark rock apart. I mean it was just a rock. Who in their right mind was going to care, right?

I waited for Shaak to conclude business with the port authority.

"So, anywhere you want to go first?" I looked around at the people milling about. Listening through the Force and with my ears. Koonda had nothing going on. Not even a street dance or anything. It was all business today. People gave us looks as we walked by. I was willing to bet the whole planet knew a couple Jedi were visiting before Shaak even answered my question.

"We would look into visiting the site of the old Enclave first."

I shook my head, "I wouldn't bother. It is all just foundation now. The Force there is rather absent. It's still there, but it's dulled. No doubt only just starting to heal from what Darth Traya did when she drained the Jedi Masters through the Exile."

"I would still like to see it if only to be thorough." Shaak replied and she started off in the direction of the edge of town. Hopefully they still rented out speeders. I could hoof it if I wanted to, but the old enclave wasn't really worth the trouble.

They did in fact have speeders for rent. They were in good enough shape after a quick check. So on we went over tall rolling hills filled with livestock and Kath hounds. The population of the horned wolves had made a comeback after Malak nearly wiped out the species with his bombardment. We passed a few farms on the way. They were still rather huge swathes of land. There were some fields but this part of the planet was better suited for livestock than crops.

Eventually we did arrive at the Enclave. To my surprise we ran into a few Jedi. I had never met these Jedi. One was a human man. His skin was sunburnt and his hair was a dark brown. He had a beard and mustache. Then there was who I believed to be his padawan. She was another human, no her skin was too black and had an onyx sheen to it. Her pupils were also black. She also stood about six and half feet tall. I couldn't see her whole face through her heavy burka, but I could swear she was a Thyrsian. I had never seen one. Well apart from Plagueis' Sun Guard, but they were all covered in heavy armor with face plates. I called them Enchani back then, which genetically speaking wasn't completely untrue. Sort of. I think the Thyrsians were stronger while the Enchani were faster or something.

"Hello," the Jedi waved us over. We parked our speeders and walked over. As we approached, we thought we would be the only ones out here. "The name is Knight Kil Brek. This is my Padawan, Wyla." He bowed. His padawan didn't return the favor. I could feel him prod his padawan to do the same. She was hesitant. When she did finally bow her head, I noticed the burka was lined with armor. Despite treating their men like dirt, Enchani still insisted their men fight. Perhaps it was the same for the Thyrsians. A defend the homestead mentality. The Thyrsians preferred heavy armor, so it made sense now that I could see pieces of some sort of heavy plate under her black robes. Being a Thyrsian, the heavy armor probably weighed as much as a cocktail dress on a standard human.

Shaak Ti was the first to answer before I could. "I am Master Shaak Ti and this Master Luminara." We bowed back. There was a look of recognition in Kel's eyes when he heard my name.

"Welcome Masters. What brings you out this way?"

"We are examining sites in which to bring the Initiates in our care for training."

"Ah, Nowhere Station. I heard you got that place up and running. I was aiming to stop and visit one of these days. Wyla, won't admit it, but she was curious about the galaxy." The Thyrsian girl bowed her head, letting her Master talk for her. She wasn't much of a talker it seemed.

"I too, have never been to the Enclave, perhaps your padawan and I could explore this place together?" Shaak broached the suggestion.

"By all means." He gave Wyla a nod. The girl acknowledged him and moved to Shaak Ti's side.

"Careful, there might be old tunnels that have yet to collapse." I called out.

"Thank you for the warning," Shaak said as she guided the girl through the foundations.

"So, out taking your padawan to see the sights."

Kil beckoned me to walk. We went around the otherside of the foundations.

"Looking to see if this place is worth rebuilding. With the force so drained in this place, it feels off."

"Yeah, unless we could revitalize the Force." My remark drew a glance from the man. He seemed to think for a moment.

"That could work! I got a friend on Ithor who knows plants and could find us plants that could in theory restore what was lost to this place. After I show Wyla the Kinrath caves-"

I held up a hand. "I wouldn't go there, too dangerous…" Then the roar of a speeder flared up, cutting me off. I sensed great worry and fear.

"JEEDDDIII! Help!" A woman on a speeder came roaring up. She stirred up dust and grass.

I stepped forward.

"What happened?!" I was thinking bandits or pirates were attacking Koonda. Shaak Ti leapt out the ruins and dashed to meet us. Wyla wasn't far behind.

"My little brother fell in the kinnie tunnels! Hurry!" Kinnie? She didn't wait for us to follow, she just took off, turning her speeder around in a wide ark and blasted off. I hopped on my speeder and chased after her. Shaak and the others weren't far behind. We raced to the spot where little Timmy had fallen down into the well. The well in question was a hole in the ground. A small hole in the ground. I mentally sighed.

"Here?" I pointed for confirmation. She nodded.

"I'll go down, Look for another entrance if you can find one." I looked around. No one else could fit. Kil's shoulders were too wide, and Shaak's head was too long and her lekku would get in the way. Wyla was a walking tank. So I took off my veil, and tossed it to Shaak before jumping into the small hole. Good thing I had practice in pushing aside discomfort in general as a Jedi. At a certain point everything got moist and spongy. I realised kinnie must have been local slang for kinrath.

Hopefully the kid wasn't a kinrath snack by now. His sister mentioned he had fallen, not "was dragged beneath the earth by monsters." So there was a chance, the kid was just down at the bottom, hopefully alive and uninjured. There was a niggling fear that I dispelled. I took my time, making sure to feel out the best places to drop. I had no idea how deep the hole went. When I felt it. The force was pushing me on. So I just booked it. The hole widened and I let myself fall the rest of the way. Landing on my feet inside the cavern, I stopped, looking into the blackness.

The walls were made of stone, and seemed sturdy. I reached with my senses, using the force to replace my sight in the darkness. I sensed distress and life in the same direction. Onward I ran, carefully so as to not slip on the wet stone. I heard the kid screaming in the dark. I lit my lightsaber, its blue blade lit up the cavern like a beacon. The kid was small, but when a one clawed bug was about to skewer the kid, I pulled the kid back out of his reach with the force. He landed near and looked up at me with awe. He scrambled up to hug me close to me crying.

"Stay close," I shouted. I was forced to kill any kinrath that came near as we made our way through the tunnel. There were so many of the kriffing things. I had to ignite Master Tal'or's blade at one point, Green and blue saber's working in tandem to slice and dice bugs. It wasn't long until the cave opened into a cavern. It was a damn nest, and one of the beasts was far larger than the other. A queen.

Keeping an untrained child alive and fending off a hoard of creepy bugs was not easy. The kid had good instincts and kept close and wasn't afraid to yell when a kinrath got close. There were a few close calls. The large sallow looking bug rose to its full height. It was huge and quicker than I would have thought. I was forced to dodge a few of its strikes or be impaled. It was forced to screech reel back as I cut one of its legs off. I would have pursued it if it was just me down here.

I knew if I left the kid alone for just a second, he would be snatched up and gone forever down an even smaller hole I could not fit through. There was a lull, but I still sensed the insectoids prowling about. I tried my communicator, but it was no use. I stood there, my lightsabers the only light in this dark place. Trapped here. The walls of sheer blackness were closing in and I stopped. I took a breath and gave myself over to the whims of the Force. I deactivated Tal'or's blade, I put a hand on my charge.

"Stay close." I sensed the kid nod and he grabbed my skirt. Even so I kept the hand, which still held my master's old saber on his shoulder and pulled him along.

We walked for I don't know how long. It was a long tunnel system. We eventually reached a larger cavern. There were a couple kinrath that attacked, but I fended them off. I was going to continue further along. When the boy let out a awed:

"Wow."

I turned to see what he was looking at. I looked at the crystals lining the cavern. They were beautiful. I deactivated my lightsaber, and they still managed to glow in the dark. My senses zeroed in on the largest cluster of crystals in the cave. There was a song of sorts blaring out from the cluster and in my ears as I moved closer.

I was going to clip Tal'or's blade to my side, before a thought struck me. It seemed a part of Tal'or and me managed to find the crystal caves after all. Smiling as I clipped the lightsaber to my side, I reached out. The crystal detached from the large mass and floated above my hand. It was clear and bright, in the light.

I looked over at the kid. He was dirty, but he wasn't as afraid as he had been earlier.

"What's your name?" the kid broke from a trance.

"Oh, it's Ahlan. Ahlan SanMatale. Can I have a crystal too?" Part of me couldn't help but smile. At a child's resilience, and that the two families Revan united, survived the Sith attack. I wonder if they even knew the story. I thought about and really didn't see why not. I didn't sense he was strong enough to become a jedi, but maybe one day, one of his descendants would be.

"Then close your eyes."

The boy did so, there was an excitement to his voice as he spoke.

"Now what?"

"Now be quiet and listen." My voice was soft as I reached out with my battle meditation once again in calming his jitters. Eventually, the kid pointed in a direction. I looked and nodded, guiding the kid over to a smaller stack of crystals. He pointed at one clutch and I called it over to float above his hand.

"There." I looked around the cave. I sense more kinrath nearby. "We better get going."

"Wait, I want to get one for my sister." I was about to tell the kid "No we should get out of here," when I thought about it. His sister might get jealous and try to find her own crystal. There might not be any Jedi around to help if she did. I relented and we located another crystal. It didn't take too long. We moved on trying to find an exit.

I listened and followed the force's direction and we ended up at a dead end. It wasn't a dead end as I brushed away from the wall. I found duracrete dust. We were next to a basement. I sensed an upheaval of primal malice, the Kinrath Queen was coming.

Great, just great. I began cutting through the wall. I pushed the newly created hole through. I made sure to barely make it big enough for myself. It would be easier to patch up.

I picked up the kid and placed him on the other side. I tried my comm.

"Shaak, can you hear me!?"

It was staticy for a moment before I heard: :Luminara, we feared the worst. Where are you? Is the child safe?":

"I just cut into some basement. Can you sense where I am? I got a hoard of kinrath bearing down on my location. The boy is alive. I'll send the kid ahead with my comm." I handed the comm to the kid. "Go outside and see if there are any landmarks that you recognize and keep talking to Shaak. I will hold off the horde. Go!" I pushed the kid on and stood by the entrance. There was a lot of life behind me. I would have to hold until the hole was plugged again.

I activated my second lightsaber. The fight didn't last as long as it should have. Despite their numbers, the kinrath weren't lightsaber proof and I wasn't constrained to keep a youngling alive. I could let loose. Which admittedly, was rather fun. I didn't sense Shaak Ti and the others until I felled the Kinrath queen.

I climbed out into the basement. "Haar'chak! There were a lot of bugs down there." I said leaning on the wall near the hole. I caught a brief look from Wyla and she glared daggers at me. Right Enchani and Thyrsians both agreed on one thing and that was their hatred of Mandolorians.

Shaak came over and looked me over for cuts. "Judging by all the guts and the smell of burnt carapace. I'd say so."

"I got the Queen. Hopefully that will keep them at bay for a while. Still need to close the hole up."

"Kil and Wyla are closing it as we speak." I gave a curt nod, and Shaak had a little more to say. "I noticed the boy was eager to show off a new crystal to his sister. I assume you found the crystal cave of legend." Shaak asked.

"Yeah, I found my own too." I slapped the dirty crystal into Shaak's hand. The Force is strong down there. Shaak looked at the crystal. I stood up from the wall and went outside to get some fresh air.

I found Ahlan showing his sister the crystal he found for her. She seemed more happy he was alive. A good big sister then.

"You should have seen her sis, the kinnies were coming from all directions. But the Jedi was like zooomvoom and voomzooom!" He waved his arms like he was swinging a mock lightsaber around. "They were cut to pieces. Then we found this big crystal room! Filled with crystals and then we both took a small one! Oh, here is one for you!" He handed her a small blue crystal. "See, mine is green!"

"Thanks Al," She held the crystal with a bit of awe.

"We better get you both home. It has been quite the day. Don't lose those crystals either."

"We won't!" The girl walked over to me. "Thank you for saving my brother."

I nodded.

"You're welcome. He was brave the whole time." Al puffed up his chest in pride. I looked around and noted that the old farmstead was abandoned. "Anyone live here?"

"No, this old house has always been empty." The sister said.

Shaak exited the old estate. The place looked old. Its foundation and unique design still held up fairly well.

"Time for you both to go home. Kil and Wyla will meet us at the spaceport later." I didn't have the energy to really argue. So we took the kids back to their home. Their parents didn't even know something had happened to their son. Not that they were bad parents. From what the children said they were checking on livestock they stopped to look at some weird new hole in the ground. It gave way and Alhan fell in. His sister, Lahna was lucky to climb out and go for help. She had heard of the Jedi being near and went to us. Lucky for her too and Alhan both she did. With the insane amount of bugs in the caves I doubt anyone would have reached Alhan in time and been eaten themselves.

Their mother insisted I used the fresher and even washed my clothes for me. I didn't realize how dirty I was until I saw all the dried and caked mud and kinarth guts. I took the offer. Shaak held my veil out and put it on after I exited the fresher room in clean clothes. Their father offered us dinner. Shaak took one sniff of the nerf stew, and I didn't need a vision of the future to know we were going to take up the offer. It tasted as good as it smelled. We made polite conversation, Alhan regaled them with the tale and I could sense our hosts horror at what their son went through, and later relief when I mentioned the Queen's death. The city would send someone to detonate and collapse the hole Ahlan fell in. I would look into buying the land the abandoned farm was on.

We bid farewell before they offered us a room to stay the night. Before we left Shaak told the family to keep an eye on the children's crystals. The parents got the message. Now it was getting late. I took a moment to just stop and take in the sunset. It was pretty as its light danced off the rolling plains of Dantooine. The moment was ruined when Shaak Ti pointed at a large and tall rock in the distance that looked like it was split in half by a lightsaber in the distance.

"I wonder what split that rock in two?" Shaak Ti tilted her head.

"Something we can look into next time. C'mon, Kil and Wyla are waiting."

My embarrassment was difficult to hold back. Blushing, I urged us to get to the spaceport. Shaak Ti gave me an almost reproachful look, but shaking her head, left it there.

I made it two steps, before I summoned my courage, turned around, and admitted what happened.

"Okay, it was me. I split it half. Those di'kutla brained farmers were arguing non-stop about who owned the big rock. It got so bad and Tal'or went off to let me deal with it. I let my emotions get the better of me and said "kriff it." Then I leapt up and sawed that thing down the middle. Cut it apart. It was a bantha-brained thing to do. It looks like they propped the two halves up just far enough to be on either side of the line it seems."

Shaak Ti was quiet for a time before she burst into laughter. It was honestly the first time I had heard her laugh in such a manner outside of the occasional amused snort. The togruta eventually regained her senses.

"That does sound like you." Her face took on a concerned look as she looked back toward the horizon, eying the large split rock. "Perhaps… No. I am reading too much into it.

"Reading too much into what?" Shaak didn't answer my question and moved to her bike. It was her turn, it seemed, to gather her courage.

"I don't know, a giant stone that stood for thousands of years as one solid landmark for everyone on this planet to admire and argue over. Then comes a young spitfire of a Padawan Learner to cut it apart and divide into two halves. Need I go on?"

I held up a figure to argue, but I brought it down a moment later, unable to really spin it differently. I frowned and brought that hand to my chin in thought. Shaak shrugged.

"As I said before, maybe I am reading too much into it." Shaak lifted up her hand and the crystal which was now clean, floated above it. It was sent over to me. I grabbed it and pocketed it in one of the belt pockets above my long skirt, without really thinking about it. My mind was elsewhere. Shaak hopped on her speeder and revved off. I followed after her, totally not trying to overthink my childish outburst from when I was thirteen.

Back in Koonda. We met up with Kil and Wyla. We had a brief exchange telling them they were welcome at the Nowhere Enclave. Kil said they would stop by when they could, but he was off to Ithor first. I managed to get something for Shaak Ti before the local market closed for the night.

When we were back on the ship after the exterior pre-flight check was done. I was going to meditate in my chair as Shaak got the ship into orbit. I passed out instead and didn't wake up for a few hours.

As I stretched I looked at Shaak Ti who was meditating.

"Sorry about that," I waited for her response.

"It was a well earned rest."

"Thought I'd never sleep like that again after the turret incident." Shaak's serene expression let loose a small smile at the mention of my disheveled state that day. I continued while giving a small shake of my head and roll of my eyes. I would never live that down. "So, Dantooine seems like a good spot to take the initiates."

"The giant bugs and vicious kath hounds aside, it is a rather quiet and peaceful place. It would make a good temporary school location."

"Even more so if Kil starts up an enclave there again. He claimed he had a friend on Ithor that might be able to help with that."

Shaak nodded her head. "I believe Master Adi will find it suitable as well."

That was all there really was to say on the subject.

Nowhere Station

When we got back to the station, I made a call to Ganorn as Bellicose to buy the land the old farmstead was on. A few days later I found out the family that did own it all but forgot they had it as they lived in the southern hemisphere now. I gave them a fair market value. Dickering enough to not draw suspicion. I had the money, but throwing that many credits around is eye catching, especially in a farming community.

Ganorn had become one of the most successful stock traders in the business these days. Still he always made time for one of what he called his "Legacy accounts." Which I had more than one of and even some new ones under various aliases. I had other stock traders these days for fall backs and emergencies. Gan would always be my go-to.

All in all, if the Order was interested in the entrance to the caverns, then they would find the land owner very willing to deal with them. I would have the farmhouse restored until then and a secret entrance built. The farmstead could be a nice location for an elderly jedi to keep watch over and guard like a hermit. It wasn't unheard off. I mentioned the possibility of buying the land for the order and the hermit idea in my report.

Gallia forwarded the idea to the council. I guess we will see what they think. Not like I was already proposing another enclave. Kil could do that.

I continued my role as the Battlemaster for the Station in the interim while we plotted out more worlds to take the younglings down the line. I was after something far more important. The Original Jedi Homeworld. Well, the second one, technically. Ossus. I knew what sector it was in. The Auril Sector. Which made it next door to Bal'demnic of all places, galactically speaking. It was something I hoped to find before the Clone Wars. I wouldn't tell the Council about Ossus. I just had to find it first. I could have the place refurbished and liveable in time.

It was my contingency plan for the Order if I was unable to stop Order 66. I hoped that the Clones would have control chips. I remember preferring the superior thematic elements of the Clones not having control chips in my old life. The chips would make life so much easier. Quietly exposing them would earn the Jedi the Clones' loyalty. If they weren't a thing, then I would have to actually do more work to turn them from the conditioning. The chips were like an easy mode. It all depended on who the template was. Was it Huntress? Could it still be Jango? Is he on Kamino right now? There was something I was missing. Myles would never tell me, but I know someone who might.

I found myself heading to the Station's blaster range one free day morning. I found Satine in there firing away with a pair of Westar-35s. They were a newer model. In some ways better than the Westar-34. It was cheaper and easier to customize. The 34 was still a beast and had a beautiful profile, but the model required a lot of care, and couldn't take as much abuse. I think what made the 35 surpass the 34 was the grips and trigger. They felt great in the hand and were a good point and shoot pistol. I would have to pick one up.

"Satine," I stood in the stall next to her. I brought my own blaster today.

"Luminara." Satine fired some more.

"Any news from Jango?" I pulled the blaster pistol from the hard case and prepared to fire.

"Yes, Myles mentioned that Jango was on his way back to Mandalore."

That was beginning to ease my mind somewhat. Jango being back would calm things down. I couldn't help but sense a shadow on his return.

"There is more to it." My voice was skeptical. "Always is."

"It may cause some problems with the Republic and the Jet'ii?" I could sense Satine's reservations.

"I am not going to mind trick you into telling me nor would you want people to think that I was able to. I doubt being perceived as having a weak mind is beneficial in your culture. I will only ask once, and I do so only to save me a trip to Mandalore. I would hate to coerce Myles in front of everyone at the Oyu'baat."

Satine sighed and relented. "It will get out eventually. Manda'lor is bringing Huntress back with him. He managed to capture her."

"This is the part where I assume he doesn't want to hand her over to the Jedi."

"She committed several war crimes in the Civil War long before she blew that Jet'ii up a while back. It would be a symbolic end to the Deathwatch for all time."

"There is something I am still not seeing."

Satine got defensive, walking around her wall panel to look down at me in the eye. She was fairly tall. I looked up at her, as I did most folks. "If anyone has the right, it is Manda'lor. Not you Jet'ii or your Senators! Her crimes must be judged by her tracyn vode?"

Blood Brother. Brother by blood. Ah kark, she was Jango's Sister. Huntress was Orla… no, Arla Fett. Her vicious nature and madness all made sense now. Tor Vizsla did terrible things to her to make her the Assassin she became. Galidraan ensured that Tor wasn't alive long enough to send her on a mission that landed her in a loony bin. Why didn't I see that connection before?

I let out a breath. I held Satine's gaze and spoke calmly, but measured.

"Here we go again, with Mandolorian honor and Republic values heading for a collision." Satine's shoulders sagged. She was smart enough to know this might not end well. I turned away.

"I have to break this news to the Council. Luckily Jedi aren't really the "pound of flesh," types. The Senate on the other hand. Hopefully the political shitstorm Jango is wading into won't call for any bloodshed."

"When has that ever-" Satine was unable to finish her sentence as she began coughing and ran toward the recycler. She still had the sense to keep her helmet on her head even as she barfed into the recycler. Out of curiosity, I scanned her aura in the force in case she caught something and I had to drag her kicking and screaming into the medbay. Then I was hit with a curve ball. Satine wasn't the only one home. Oh dear.

"Does this happen often?" It was a cautious question.

"Often enough to know full well what it means." Satine shook her head. "Shab."

I shouldn't have been surprised.

"Does Obi-wan know?"

"No idea. He hasn't said anything if he does."

I let out a breath.

"Are you heading back to Mandalore then?"

Satine nodded in affirmation.

"Do you plan on telling him?"

"If I do, he'll come with me."

"You don't want that?"

"More than anything in the world, but it would break his heart. I think he was hoping to be a Jet'ii once more." I could hear her voice crack. She was crying. I went and hugged her. She reciprocated and hugged me back tightly. Damn she was strong. I mean she had to be if you carried around all that armor all karking day. I felt a bit sad too. Having Obi-wan back had improved everyone's mood, especially Quinlan's. They were bros.

"It's alright. Life, especially new life, is a wonderful thing. Obi-wan will do the right thing." I felt so awkward. Eventually Satine pulled away.

"I am sorry for that."

"Don't be. Let's go sit down and play some sabacc in Lam's Lounge." Lam did indeed build a lounge. Hopefully Enjay wasn't around. I led Satine away from the firing range. I decided to change the subject.

"So what's the deal with Clan Bboc?" I asked. "Enjay always acts so anti-social."

Satine had to think about that question. Her worry over Obi-wan subsided for the moment. "Well, they are one of the few Alien clans left after Dral'han. Most were wiped out when the Republic turned a third of the planet into wasteland. I had never seen Enjay's face so I couldn't really confirm that. "That is all I know really. Smaller Clans rise, fall, or get absorbed into larger ones all the time."

We eventually reached the lounge. I poured some jogan fruit juice for the two of us, and we played sabacc until around noon. I'd say we were evenly matched. I wasn't all too good at the game. Something I learned while on an undercover mission to Nar Shadda with Komari. This was a summons from Master Adi.

Before I left the table. I offered the best bit of advice I could come up with. I downed the rest of my juice and stood.

"Perhaps it would be best to just rip the bacta patch off quickly." I left Satine to think about her situation. I wasn't sure what would happen. If Obi-wan left the order for good… I could live with that. Wouldn't mean that I wasn't going to give up. I would find a compromise.

I walked into Master Adi's Office.

"Master Adi?" She turned from the comm. I noted she was talking with Former Supreme Chancellor Valorum.

She looked back briefly and I waited patiently for her to say her goodbyes. The call ended and I noted she was frowning.

"Valorum doing alright after being ousted in the Naboo Crisis?"

Adi nodded and leaned on the desk.

"He is taking it better than I expected. He is ashamed that he was unable to handle the situation, but I think he is relieved to not be in the chair anymore." She nodded to herself. "When next I am Coruscant, I will visit him in person."

I remembered from the Stark War that Adi and Valorum were good friends. Glad to see it still was the case.

"What did you need me for?"

"Nothing too important. Despite your incident on Dantooine. I find it is a suitable place to take the younglings for a few weeks. The council does as well. I should also note that Knight Kil is very insistent on restarting the enclave there. He believes some force sensitive plants and the expertise of the Ithorians would rejuvenate the Force in the ruins. The Council is undecided on the matter. I did hear back on their interest in the entrance you made to the Crystal Caves. They find your proposal a good compromise. They are still discussing the details, but they like the idea."

I knew they might like it. It was small, and the entrance to the Crystal caves was a good motivator.

"Did you have a new planet in mind to visit?"

"Kashyyyk was suggested by the Grandmaster himself, but I feel that can easily go wrong."

The thought of the younglings getting lost in the Shadowlands was horrifying.

"For the best we table Kashyyyk for now. You had somewhere else in mind?"

Adi nodded, "I was thinking of Alderaan. It can be dangerous, but I hear there are great places for training there, especially in the mountains."

"That's a good idea. Shaak and I will take a look."

"I think it is Quinlan and my turn to go." The Jedi Master said, amused.

That was fair. Figured I better mention the growing issues on the horizon.

"Alright. I have something to tell you."

"What now?"

"It has something to do with Mandalore."

Adi didn't look amused as I relayed the tale. She was quiet for a moment.

"I will tell the Council. You better get your ship ready. I don't think anyone knows the Mandalorians as well as you do for the Council to send anyone else."

I thought it occurred to me like a lighthouse light whirling around briefly blinding me. It felt like a premonition. A brief flash of Master Poof entered my brain for a flash. I couldn't help but interject. Adi seemed to sense me having a Force moment.

"Was there something else?"

"I have a request."

"Which is?"

"That the Council sends Master Poof to meet me in Keldabe."

"What for?"

"Just trusting my feelings. The Force is showing me his face all of a sudden. It feels like a premonition."

Adi didn't question it. I wasn't sure if this was a good Idea. I was glad she took me seriously. I just wondered how Master Poof would aid the situation on Mandalore. I suppose I will find out. In the meantime I would get my Z-95 ready for the trip.

I was halfway to the hanger, when "Bellicose's comm" chirped. I reached out, sensing I was alone and answered it. It was a text message from Ganorn's office.

"Bellicose, this is a message regarding the land you recently purchased. I wanted to let you know some company offered a huge sum for the land. I turned it down saying the land wasn't for sale and your banker gave this shifty outfit the story as to why. They weren't too happy. Just thought I'd let you know."

I shut the comm off. I immediately started sending messages to various contacts. I needed them to hire a private investigator to look into finding anything on these buyers. Hopefully these buyers didn't escalate things while I was on Mandalore. Something about this whole thing stunk. I still had a trip to plan out and left things for now. At least it would be good to see Miles again.