In the shadowy depths of the planet Felucia, you stay hidden in an old ruined temple, seeking shelter. You found a spot safe from the rain, quickly drifting off next to it. But a nagging sense of being watched came, then you woke to a man in a cloak across the fire. Before you could move he waved a hand, and your vision went black. When next awakening you found yourself on a ship, one wrist cuffed to the pipe on the wall next to you, a thin pallet under you