Cali-Bur Jerick
Jedi Monk

Commenor...
A Long forgotten planet by many's standards, but to Cali-Bur, it was perfect. A quiet corner of the galaxy for him to find someone to travel with. Someone to teach him what this world was. He had already had enough trouble trying to get a ship to get to Commenor, and that was with help from a translator. He had no idea what he was doing, he was even told by the monks that he could break his vow of silence now, and that he should refer to himself no more as a monk, but as a Jedi. This was all so strange, it was all happening so fast, he could not keep up with the intensity of this world. All races, ships, freighters, things he had never dreamt off, before his eyes.
Now, he had to remember his mission, why he came here. Someone to travel with. An easy task, this would not be, as for a Jedi to find a companion was no easy task. He was shoved off the small ship by a group of smugglers onto the planets surface, in the middle of the town like area. So many people. So many shops, markets, buildings, ships. It blew his mind. He could sense little Force sensitive life in the immediate area, and thought it safe to walk about with his robe.
He found a small bench with no one on it, little around it, and grabbed a data pad to borrow from a nearby vendor.
He wrote "Pilot Needed, knowledge wanted, but not necessary"
And there he waited.