The Outast Jedi Master

[Master Tywin Thane]

The crimson Jedi Starfighter bustles through the atmosphere and comes to a slow descent in one of the vacant dilapidated docking bays of Mos Eisley. Tywin emerges into the blistering heat from the twin suns, “That’ll be 15 credits,” spits out a toydarian in Galactic Basic. The Jedi tosses the docking fee, throws up his hood, and exits the docking bay.

You must continually be on the offence here in Mos Eisley, the distance from the Galactic center has bred lawlessness throughout the planet, but nowhere more than here. What the planet does offer is the perfect home for a fugitive Jedi Knight. The Force has guided the Jedi Master here, and somewhere in the Dune Sea Tywin trusted he would find his quarry. ‘But first transportation,’ thought the Jedi.

He headed toward the cantina when he spotted a sizable caravan of landspeeders gathered outside of the local Czerka outpost. The part that intrigued Tywin the most was the number of arms that he could see being loaded into the speeders. “Where go you warriors?” he asked.

A dark bearded brute dropped his eyes toward the Jedi. “Go away small man,” he returned shooting snot from his nose.

“I’m not here to fight,” Tywin said smiling, “I require transport into the Dune Sea, and you men look armed enough to keep me safe.” They all stood silent, the brute stared stupidly at the Jedi. “I have credits.” Tywin revealed a bag from his belt.

The mercenaries’ attention peaked at the “small man’s” credits. “Okay 150 credits and we take you with us,” he bellowed. “But don’t expect us to watch your hide, we've got Tusken Raiders to bag.
“Wonderful,” exclaimed the Jedi Master.

[Master Tywin Thane]

“Sand, sand and more sand,” declared a mercenary several hours into their venture. “I thought this sea was ‘spose to be full of them savages.”

The Jedi Master could sense the restlessness without any aid from the Force and fidgety gunman particularly of this caliber was never a good combination. Tywin hoped the Force would reveal his destination quickly so he could rid himself of his company.

“So what’s your story?” asked a mercenary gesturing toward the Jedi. “You a treasure hunter or just a fool?”

“A little of both,” Tywin joked. “I more of an academic, I really would like to study some of the Sand Raiders you boys kill. More importantly their dwellings, I’m very interested in the lives of the more barbaric galactic races,” he called over the roar of the speeders.

Master Thane was answered with vacant expressions. “It takes all kinds to make the galaxy run boys,” one announced to an eruption of laughter. Their laughter was abruptly interrupted as their convoy screeched to a halt.

Tywin was immediately overcome by the Force, ‘The Jedi is nearby.’

“Get your asses in position boys!” screamed the mercenary captain. The hired killers with military precision filed behind the landspeeders just as the Jedi Master heard the distinct shout of the Sand People.

‘I must play the helpless academic,’ remembered Tywin as he felt for his lightsaber.

From over a forward dune advanced a large force of raiders. “This is what I’m talking about!” yelled a mercenary and the blaster bolts began to fly.

‘They have skill’ thought the Jedi as he watched the dropping Tusken Raiders. But to his left he heard a mercenary scream out and clutch his leg as another to his right slammed into the landspeeder and dropped dead. ‘They’re forming a kill zone’ thought the Jedi, ‘unbelieveable, military tactics from sand people.’

Tywin hopped up into the landspeeder he was crouching next to. ‘They won’t survive this, I have to reveal myself, he agreed. The Jedi Master reached for his blade as he leapt out of the speeder as he did he saw the glare from twin sabers atop the rear dune cutting through raider after raider.

‘Ah my missing Jedi.’

[Kal Vatu]

The Jedi Kal Vatu had been tracking a pack of sand raiders for several days, when he noticed in the distance a battle ensuing between what looked like the Raiders he had been tracking and a band of mercenaries. He quickly took this chance to jump into the fray and take the revenge he so desired after the raiders had killed his family just because they were in the way.

[Master Tywin Thane]

Tywin erupted from atop the speeder, ignited his cerulean blade, becoming a azure flash as he batted bolt after bolt back at the oncoming raider party.

“Press your men forward,” he called to the captain.

“Jedi,” spat the mercenary captain shaking his head. He raised his arm signaling for them to break into squads and press the attack.

The Jedi Grandmaster didn’t wait and called upon the Force in a sprint to the vanguard breaking only to dodge or roll under an incoming blaster bolt. Yards away from the raiders he hurled his lightsaber through an aiming foe, propelled himself into the air and torpedoed into the sand with an explosion of energy that rippled through the dune and the surrounding Tusken Raiders.

A bolt blasted into the sand beside him making him roll as he called his weapon back. With his blade in hand he bounded toward the firing raiders just as the colossal mercenary captain and his men came into the fray unleashing a barrage onto the remaining raiders.

Tywin couldn’t stay and explain himself he had a lone Jedi to aid, he didn’t come all the way here to fight sand people.

[Kal Vatu]

Kal rushed through the line of raiders cutting down as many as he could unleashing his pent up fury on the unsuspecting raiders. While he'd been rushing through the line he had missed a few that now started to fire at him form behind which in turn had alerted others in the line that they were now being attacked on two fronts. A small group of raiders broke for formation to charge and meet the new advisory head on. Kal tried to get back and take car of the raiders that he had missed but in doing so he had left himself exposed to fire from the other raiders , which lead to him taking a bolt high through his shoulder. "Damn it" he swore as the sering pain made him drop his second saber forcing him to throw the other at the raider that had shot him decapitating the raider,while he called the other back before the lost it to the sands. 'I must finish this fight quickly before the others finish off the mercenaries' he thought to himself as he dodged more on coming fire from the raider while clipping his secondary saber to his belt and calling back his other before it to was lost.

[Master Tywin Thane]

Tywin leapt over the last 10 feet of cascading sand some 10 meters behind the engaged Jedi Master. Two raiders came from the left in an attempt to flank the mysterious Jedi, Tywin pulled back his hand to let out a barrage of energy at the two sending them jetting into the sandy abyss.

The Jedi Grandmaster glanced to the exile just as he was cutting down the last of the sand people.

Tywin sensed no other threat for the moment, secured his lightsaber, and wiped away the sweat from his brow with his robe to engage the exiled Jedi.

“Exile,” he called, “I’ve been searching for you.”

[Kal Vatu]

As Kal looked around for his next target he heard someone call out to him. "Exile I've been searching for you." It was a jedi one he did not know or care to. "What do you want jedi I have long since left that life behind and decided not to go back." Kal said as he clipped the saber to his belt and gathered himself and applied a healing pack to his wounded shoulder.