The Eye of the Storm

It wasn't often that a general call was put out over GA holonet. But the woman behind the call had never been one for conventional ways. Jonyna Si, Jedi Knight, had put out a general bulletin. Come to Daxam II, repairmen, jedi, and general diplomats of all sorts. Given the planet's distance from GA space, she figured anyone and everyone who was willing to come would make their way out towards the edge of the galaxy.
Anyone entering the system would find a planet locked in the center of an asteroid belt, leaving an obstacle course to weave through first before even entering the planet's atmosphere. But once inside the planet's sphere, they'd find the coordinates provided led them deep into the endless jungle of the planet to a cave opening nearly as large as a canyon in the side of a mountain cliff. The message sent out was pretty clear, if not a little puzzling.
To All Jedi and Diplomats: The planet's inhabitants are tribal and primitive. Setting up friendly relations is a necessity for the furtherment of the base.
To Any Technically minded GA Individuals: The Base is in desperate need of repair. Within the cave system is a derelict Rebel Base, and two ships that Jonyna Si is in need of assistance bringing back up to snuff before they can ever hope of flying.
To Any other GA personal looking for a chance to relax: The Base does have a open space and a spring within the cave that can be used for social space. Come help and tidy up the place while hanging out!
Jonyna herself had set up herself cleaning what was left of the base. Between finding it more or less in total disrepair and overrun with dust, her sensitive cat nose needed that to be dealt with pronto before she could even think of anyone living here. Luckily, the Force acted as an amazing feather duster in the moment. Now she simply needed to wait for anyone and everyone to arrive. She'd hope no one would cause trouble, but if her instincts were right, she'd be able to fight off anyone who did.