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The Force once again rewards you for its trust in it, though if you had drawn your lightsaber you knew the clones’ odds against four droidekas and a Jedi Knight were poor, it would have been disadvantageous to be surprised by what comes through the blast door next. A Trandoshan, nearly two meters tall and dressed in traditional tan and brown Jedi robes under a dark gray cloak, its hood bunched around the alien’s neck. Even with the robes, you can tell by the reptile’s build that she’s female.
“The Forssse did not missslead me, I ssssee,” she speaks, inclining her head. It’s not a gesture of respect or even acknowledgement towards you, but an almost prayerful gesture to the Force.
You raise an eyebrow, as the Raioballo Sector’s Jedi Watchman remains a human male, who by all reports from Separatist intelligence in the sector answered the Order’s call to arms, but did not return to Coruscant. Strangely, this Trandoshan seems familiar to you, as if she also has some ties to the Council, perhaps your paths briefly intersected on a mission long ago, when you first became a Padawan.
“Ssstep assside, traitor,” the Trandoshan says, igniting her lightsaber and leveling it at you, “allow my forsssesss to leave the planet and the Anksss will not trouble you further.”
“We both know that isn’t true,” you counter, boldly stepping ahead of the droidekas. “The sector’s Watchman is still in Anx Space, and the Anx aren’t going to just abandon the Republic. You think that I would leave a sword hanging over Muunilinst and Mygeeto?”
“Knight Grey isss not in Anksss Ssspace,” the Jedi tells you, before her lips curl into a sneer. “But I am sssurprisssed,” she grasps her lightsaber in both hands, lifting it up and across her body. A classic Djem So opening stance. “I did not think a coward like you would passsss on an opportunity to avoid fighting a true Jedi.”
Again, your hand goes to your lightsaber, but that’s the only indication you give that the Jedi’s words have moved you at all. They haven’t, at least not enough that you would show it in your body language, “No, you’re afraid,” you counter after a few tense moments. Her hands tighten around her lightsaber, but she makes no other movements. “By now you’ve heard that your forces were routed in space, and a quarter million more battle droids will be landing on the planet. How many clones do you have? Fifty thousand, thirty?” You figure that it’s less, several of the Headhunters you saw on your flight in were marked with Antarian Ranger livery, and a number of the Carracks in space had emblems from various Sector Defense Fleet.
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