The word 'Jedi' seemed to pain Xardus. It was one that he usually preferred not to use if he didn't have to. "My father was a Jedi, and so was I", he replied silently, his voice that of a whisper. His father had been killed by a bounty hunter many years ago, when he was still barely into his teens. He had searched the galaxy, only to come up with nothing. It was a story he shared with very few. Only his sister, and two of his former masters had been trusted with the secret. Sighing, he finished his yea and walked to the mouth of the cave, looking outward. It was still pouring rain, now even worse than before.
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