The story of a Jedi who is Knighted just before the Clone Wars begin who must face this turbulent era and how he handles the many difficult challenges that lie ahead.
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Legend of the Harp
By Hemaccabe
Episode I: Birth of a Jedi
Chapter 14: Diplomat
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
*** Jedi Knight Jors Zaemon, Dandoran ***
"I'll try diplomacy, but if it doesn't work, I want the planet." Furry said in that flat, menacing tone he had developed since he apparently became some sort of nano-creature.
"Well, let's just try diplomacy first." I replied.
I knew we had a variety of cards up our sleeves and we were hardly helpless. At the same time, I knew about a million things that could go wrong. Having seen a lot of combat, I knew firsthand how many ways even the best plans could go sideways.
We had flown into Dandoran space together. Furry in his "Revenge" and us in the Bearer. We had docked and Furry came over. Furry's new friend would keep a low profile in Revenge and Furry would fly down with us. Bearer's Hyenas would stay top side with Revenge. Couldn't do that with humans in fighters, but droids would be happy to stay sitting there in hard vacuum on Revenge's upper hull indefinitely.
Furry had come over with pictures. Korpluck looked like it was in good shape.
"We'll go in, just you and me Furry. We'll leave Bayo and Fio on the ship." I said.
"That sounds good to me, but I think Shield should come with us." He replied.
So Furry's spooky spider droid was with him as well.
"Fine." I answered.
I didn't like leaving Shield around Bayo and Fio anyway. There were enough damn droids around as it was.
Fio still was nowhere close to assembling her lightsaber. She had her practice balls. She could move one fist size ball around fairly comfortably. The second was a bit more stiff. The third, not much. But she was making progress. I hoped once we got done with the Hutt, we'd have more time to work together.
With nothing else to stop us, we got a good night's sleep. This was going to be a long day before us, and then we orbited in to land at the Hutt's palace at the beginning of the tenth hour of the local day.
We landed outside his front gate and took the lift down.
The Hutt's palace was a huge armorcrete dome with four surrounding armorcrete towers. Each tower had a fairly serious looking gun on it, which could likely be used against ships or ground invaders.
We approached the doors. They appeared to be a tall ornamental arch, opening in the middle, made of some thick durasteel. The main doors which sat on the west side of the palace had heavy durasteel bands which had been highlighted in ever so modest gold.
