But I Am Free

Well this was new. A Jedi with a bow.
Maybe not that new, but it was the weapon of the Nightsisters as far as he knew, and Shem was far from a Nightsister. A boy flying around with a bow. He chuckled as he glanced over his datapad. He'd meet the boy soon enough, but right now it was all research and understanding on how best he might be able to help him. Unironically, it was his newest attempt at a fighting style that might help. How to aim through the Force. Now he just needed to find the boy, who was hopefully not off flying somewhere again.
