“No offworlder set foot in Jassat’ar for all time,” the tall Harakoan man named Sisa proclaimed as he paced back and forth before the council. “Journey long and dangerous, many beasts unknown to Jedi.” A silence had fallen in the council chambers as the summit members gathered to hear the pleas of Sisa. When he had appeared at the gates of Menat Oombo just a day before, the Harakoan natives had gathered around in awe. None had seen the tribal leader in over 30 years, so his unannounced arrival sent ripples throughout the city. Children gathered around the old crones with renewed interest in the tales of Sisa and his battles in the Eastern Mountains. No one knew why he came, or why he brought with him a caravan of twelve hundred men, women, and children, all from different villages throughout the mountains. None, that is, except the Jedi.
A week earlier, in fact, the council had convened to discuss a surprising discovery. Tremors originating in the Eastern Mountain range could be felt as far west as Arca Praxeum, and had worried one scientist so much as to beg the council to declare a state of emergency. “These tremors should not be taken lightly, for the magnitude to be felt such a great distance away does not bode well for this planet-or it’s inhabitants.” His worried tone told more about the situation than the facts; he feared not for a natural disaster, but an unnatural one. A’lora commissioned a reconasaince drone to gather information, but contact was lost once it approached the 30 kilometer radius of the disturbance. Just as the situation had deemed severe, and the council had decided that a team must be sent to investigate, Sisa’s caravan could be seen coming over the horizon. Now the Jedi had all gathered in the council chambers to hear his requests.
“My people fear for life, fear for great serpent beast within Jassat’ar. Serpent beast angry with offworlders for bring war to Harakoa. He destroy our world out of anger.” Sisa had stopped his pacing and now stood directly in front of A’lora, pointing around the room at all of the Jedi. “He destroy Harakoa because of you!”
“I hear your pleas, Sisa, but we have no reason to believe that some animal is causing this.” A’lora spoke calmly, diffusing the tension in the room with her words. “Our scientists confirm that this seismic activity is indeed coming from the region referred to as Jassat’ar, but could be nothing more than tectonic plate shifting, a common occurrence in planets of this struc-”
“Have you see Jassat’ar, offworlder?” Sisa interrupted, raising his voice above the Consul. His retainers whispered in hushed voices behind him; it was well known among the Harakoans that Sisa did not raise his voice for anyone, but people were to lower theirs to let him be heard. “One thousand leagues of stone faces and fire breath down into heart of Harakoa. No light, no water, no living thing. Just serpent beast. You have not seen no thing like this, believe me.”
V’yr Vorsa, seated to the left of A’lora, leaned in and whispered into her ear. The Consul stood and clasped her hands together.
“The council requests a private audience with Sisa to discuss this in further detail.” Sisa turned to his tribesman and gave them a nod, and his second in command led them from the chambers as the rest of the council stood and led Sisa into a private room.
“After much deliberation, a decision has been made.” A’lora declared as soon as the Jedi had reconvened. She looked at Sisa as she spoke, but all the Jedi knew she also spoke to them. “This is a volatile situation, not only because of the severity of these tremors, but also because we Jedi are often seen as interlopers by your people. Intelligence gathered around your region shows many tribes are in possession of primitive projectile weaponry such as slug throwers. Because of this we cannot launch the full investigation I would like. Instead, I have chosen a team to be dispatched, led by Sisa, to the Eastern Mountain range and into Jassat’ar. I have chosen V’yr to head the team. I will allow him to chose who he believes will work well and allow the task to be completed as quickly and quietly as possible. V’yr, if you would.” A’lora took her seat as V’yr began.
“I have chosen Liam, Sa Ool, Droveth, and Seraphol to accompany me on this journey. Please gather tomorrow in these chambers to discuss the specifics of the expedition.” A low rumble spread throughout the chambers as Jedi and Harakoan alike discussed the events. Slowly they filed out, one by one, until only Sisa and A’lora remained. The tribal leader turned to the Consul.
“I hope this work, Jedi. For your people and mine.”