Mediator and Arbitrator

Tirin had been dedicating his days to aiding the recovery efforts on Coruscant, a planet still reeling from the ravages of war. Each day, he worked alongside Valin for several hours, navigating through the wreckage. Together, they searched for missing persons and recovered the bodies of the deceased, all the while clearing and organizing the debris. The task was monumental, with much ground to cover before they could even think of rest.
Fresh out of the shower, Tirin felt clean and rejuvenated. He dressed for the evening, taking extra care in his appearance. Understanding the gravity of recent events, he had eased the usual formalities at home. That night, he prepared dinner for everyone, a simple gesture that brought a semblance of normalcy and comfort to the household.
After dinner, Tirin retreated to the observatory. With a cup of tea in hand, he settled into an armchair. The quiet space and the night sky beyond the glass offered a moment of peace, a brief resting moment from the chaos of the day.