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Mark Valgus was on his knees near his now dead mentor. He had been crying about his death and was heart broken. He knew he had to go out and see the galaxy as he had told him to he grabbed what he needed from the small hut and was about to set out. But stopped he almost forgot his mentors lightsaber he now carried two his own now his mentors. The small forest planet he was on was habitated by other people and species all Mark would have to do was find one that would give him transport off the planet. To where he asked in his mind he had no clue but that's the funny thing about life you figure it out. So he wandered the town asked different people if they could help his situation at this point before the adventure had begun. He then walked into a local cantina there were sure to be a pilot or two the air smelled of mixed drinks and other interesting aromas. Here he would find his transport he looked around for anyone of interest.
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