Every New Beginning

[Drin Kizael]

[OOC Edit: This little bit of thread necromancy is to reintroduce a character into the rebooted universe. These events are a flashback to 14 BE]

It was summer on Atraya, the largest southern continent on Dinati V. The sun and clear skies were a welcome relief from the places that Drin Kizael and Lianna usually called home, for as long as any one place in their travels could be called such.

Kizael had lost count of how many planets had borrowed that label these past 10 years. Not that he'd stayed in one place too long before then really, but life in hiding was a different matter entirely.

His story began at the end of the Clone Wars, where most stories ended. He was alone on long range reconnaissance on Ryloth, the kind of mission only a Jedi Knight could be expected to take on. Bringing any troops would have only slowed him down.

He returned to his ship to find two messages. The first, an emergency recall to Coruscant. The second, a sliced message on the same carrier beacon warning him of a trap, and to stay away from the Core at all cost.

Conventional wisdom would have told him to go bury himself out in some wilderness in the farthest reaches of the Outer Rim. Maybe become a farmer on some backwater world. But he'd never been one for conventional wisdom.

He'd still been trying to decide if it was for or against his better judgement that he kept planet hopping through the Colonies when the arrival of Lianna settled the debate for him. He knew nothing about the human child, only the name she had been given, and that she was gifted with the Force. An orphan and a death sentence. Welcome to the galaxy, kid.

From that point on he was more careful. It wasn't just about his own survival anymore. But he couldn't allow himself to raise a little girl sheltered from the universe. Although she was like his own cub, he would not deny her a life of experience. It would only invite disaster. But more importantly, what kind of life would that be?