Force-Sensitive orphan, Y/N Argus has completed his training as a Jedi under the tutelage of Jedi Master Cal Kestis, and returned to his home planet. After that, his abusive adoptive parents get an invitation from a strange man in a cloak. Y/N Is qu...
After making my way to the Mantis, I set my recent collection, the shoto saber, with my collection of other sabers. I reach into my pocket, and feel something that wasn't there before. TWO something's in fact: a pair of green kyber crystals. I must have slipped into another kyber trance. Wouldn't be the first time. I go to my bench at the back of the ship, and find a small case. I place the two sibling kyber crystals into the foam fittings, close the case, and put it in one of the drawers with some spare parts.
(BD-1) - (Well, I know for a fact that you picked those up. I saw you do it two minutes before cutting those grave robbers down.)
(Y/N) - ...Yeah, definitely a kyber trance. I'll find out what I'll be doing with those parts later. Now... time to set a course for Trandosha- NGH!
(BD-1) - (Y/N?! You okay?!)
I almost crumple to my knees, as a force vision begins to unfold before my eyes. The vision shows somebody stranded on the deceptive fields of a planet by the name of Crait. This person - this young woman is covered by Jedi robes, and cradling a busted lightsaber in her arms. The ruins of several busted Clone Wars battle droids lay behind her.
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She turns to face me, and her eyes widen as she makes eye contact with me.
(???) - Please! Please, if you can hear me, I need your help! My master is dead, and the Emperor reactivated the dormant droid battalions here on Crait! Please! I need your help!
She begins to burst into tears, struggling to keep standing.
(???) - Please...
The vision fades, and my headache fades... She needs help.
(Y/N) - BD-1?
(BD-1) - (Yeah?)
(Y/N) - Contact Leader Garrius while I set a course for Crait. Opportunity's calling.
With every step I take, the layer of salt is scraped away from the red soil bit by bit. Having left the Mantis nearby, I left it locked, while I remained in pursuit of the Jedi that called out to me. This Jedi survivor will have inquisitors on her tail soon, I can't afford to let her die. I ran into a battalion of confederacy battle droids, and cut them down without hesitation.
(???) - Excuse me? Please... help... me...
I turn to see the Jedi survivor that had contacted me, and rush to her side just before she collapses. I manage to catch her just before she hits the ground. I begin to carry her back to my ship, bridal-style, ignoring the Vulptexes staring at us as we leave. When we manage to make it back to my ship, the mystery woman had begun to stir.
