The Firestarter
The sun slowly sank below the horizon of Ran Dom Kuun. It'd only been a few months since The Day The Stars Stood Still, and yet Jonyna couldn't shake the feeling that what she was doing would normally get her in a lot of trouble.
But to her, it didn't matter. Dark side? Light side? It didn't matter. What mattered was good or evil. Family and respect of the Force.
That's why she answered a call that had come from a fellow Cathar.
Khamesi Aivar had contacted her, looking for help with...something. Jonyna had taken the opportunity to vet the contact as best she could, but she couldn't turn down helping another cathar. From what she could tell from research, her fellow cathar was a pirate who fought against slavers. Even if it was with sith philosophy, the sage couldn't bring herself to hate someone who fought against slavers. That was a heroic act in any culture that admired freedom.
Now she waited at the starport. Whatever her fellow cathar needed help with, she'd offer her services as best she could without breaking her morals. And if it came to it, she'd do her duty as a jedi. But for now, she was a tribal leader first.