Corvis
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My name is Cnile Mengele. I was only sixteen when my entire family and I loaded up into the sleeper ship Divination along with thousands of others, bound for some rock on the far side of the galaxy. The Ratakan Empire was in it's waning days, the Jedi a strange cult on Tython, and the Hutts completely unknown to us. That was almost seventeen thousand years ago. Something had gone wrong somewhere along the line, and left the ship adrift just outside the Tapani sector. We had been lucky the that they'd been found at all, adrift in the vast distance between stars.
A Jedi vessel had stumbled across the ship, and had begun rescue operations. They had generously offered to ferry the colonists to nearby unoccupied world, an offer we were in no position to refuse. The world was nice enough, but what really had drew me in was the journey there. Once I had finally shaken off millenia of hibernation sickness, I spent the whole time enraptured by what seemed to be pure magic. Journeys that had once taken centuries, now were a matter of weeks, the laser weaponry, and most impressive of all the signature weapon of the Jedi. When commander of the ship told me that I too shared the gift of the force, I hastily accepted his offer to go train on Ossus. Certainly seemed more interesting than trying to build a colony from the ground up.
The first few weeks on Ossus were disorienting. The worst of which was discovering a massive distaste for the commonplace datapad, I missed the paper and binding books that had been commonplace back on ancient Coruscant. I'd also found most of the droids running about to be unsettling, with the exception of the astromech that trundled around the hangars. And do get me started on cyborgs.
Still, not everything has been completely new. I was quite pleased to finally discover the as part of the academy's combat training, there was a class devoted entirely to martial arts. I excelled there, glad to finally be able to get my body back in shape after milennia of hibernation. Not overly tall, I've always been thin, lithe some would say. But don't let that fool you, I can still pack a hell of a punch.
Anyway, that's me. I understand I'm going to be advanced to padawan soon, and be assigned to a master. I look forward to it, though I've enjoyed my time on Ossus, I look forward to finally getting out and seeing the galaxy at large. Yeah, yeah, I know, “A Jedi does not crave these things.” I've only been at this a few months, can't expect me to be perfect right off the bat can you?
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