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A gentle breeze blew over the Dantooine hills, the wind creating ripples in the seas of golden wheat. Birdsong and crickets echoed through the outback. On the horizon, the Jedi Stronghold was just barely visible. AA guns towered into the sky, ready to protect the stronghold at a moment's notice. Ganden was not interested in centering himself in a place of war. The Jedi Knight had fought for several centuries. He had seen enough war rooms and battle maps. He enjoyed coming to a lone Blba Tree located on top of a hill in order to commune with the Force.
But this time, he came to the tree to wait. A nearby Kinrath cave was causing some concern for the Jedi. They were wandering farther away from their habitat, even attacking unattentive Jedi. Kinrath were territorial and largely stuck to their caves. They didn't bother passersby. Avoiding Kinrath attacks was as simple as not going into their caves in the first place. In their caves, Kinrath were dangerous, capable of poisoning a target with toxins or skewering them with a melee attack. Those wandering from their caves were looking for food and not interested in attacking people. For them to attack meant something was terribly wrong.
Ganden intended to watch the Kinrath activity and see what was causing them to spread out like that. The Jedi sat under the thick tree, a pot of tea sitting in front of him. A frothing cup of thick, greenish tea rested by his knee.
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