—This wouldn't have happened if we had followed my plan—Yord announces, walking behind you, with some dirt on his face and clothes just like you —This is what the Jedi code is for.

Your Master was something...questionable, to use no other words, he was certainly strong, but in your opinion, too strict sometimes. They had located a network of slavers in the far reaches of Lothal, it was strange, but even so far away, Yord suggested that they return to the ship to inform the council and ask for reinforcements, obviously you had a disagreement, you knew the council even on your short way Jedi, rodo that strict code and the legislations of the republic, the jurisdiction, the votes the longer they took, the more people they would take, so you decided to go to release a cargo of people on the way to the bandit ship to get them off the planet, unfortunately you were discovered too soon being forced into a plan B, making your way between shots with your lightsaber, Yord, he joined you minutes later seeing all the fuss you caused, they managed to free people, but now the network of slavers were alerted to the Jedi and their plans.

—You could have warned me, I'm your Master {{user}}