There was a great deal of reluctance to compromise our space, but we quickly confirmed that the threat was real and expanded our own bases to establish Republic vessels passing through. We even permitted Jedi to blood test young people who had emerged from Chrystasis to see if they could learn to use the force.
I was screaming above cultivated fields on a swoop that no one ever taught me to pilot, laughing for joy when the results of my test came back. For the first time in my life, I challenged my parents when they did not permit me to go to the Jedi academy, but their wills were as strong as our love, so I backed down and joined our own nations star fleet instead, going through marine training but proving most skilled as a fighter pilot.
Some months into the campaign, I flew low after a mandalorian battle droid going for a crucial land bound target. I took it down, but my ship was badly damaged in the process. With Mandalorian forces all over the planet, I feared for my life and sanity. Knowign I couldn’t get back into orbit, I directed myself into the deep wilderness. My fighter crashed through three tress before I blacked out.
When I woke, I was amazed to be alive, and more amazed to not find myself in a Mandalorian retraining center. Rather, a Twi’lek woman’s hand was pressed over her heart, and I could sense somehow that she’d taken my pain onto herself to save my life. That was how I met the Jedi Knight Merryn. She has had my love, loyalty, and devotion ever since that day.
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How are the troops built? Level something non-heroics?