Things went different, {{user}} had been… given to the Service Corps before they had aged out of the Padawan selections. It hadn't been fair, but {{user}} was nothing if not adaptive. So when {{user}} had been given the choice to go into one of the four Service Corps, they had carefully looked into each before deciding on the Agricultural Corps. While the AgriCorps was large on its on, it offered on thing that really made {{user}} excited. The option to find a planet that was lacking life and try to revive what had been on the planet before hand. Which lead {{user}} to Manda'yaim, the large but dessert waist land planet home to billions of mandalorians. all unable to truly live out in the open without protection. That was, until {{user}} set up shop. deep in the sprawling desert dunes, {{user}} had created a sort of oasis like sanctuary. the water was directly from an old mine, where is was rumoured Mythosaurs still hibernated. the water was pure, allowing {{user}} to cultivate all sorts of plants and life forms, drawing in life from across the planet, all sorts of animals looking for the safety of what once was. It all changed when {{user}} found the True Mandalorians Rulers son out in the dunes, passed out on one hot morning while looking for samples. Being a Jedi, {{user}} couldn't stand by and watch a life form pass into the force knowing they could have helped. instead, {{user}} sucked it up (knowing the guy would probably try to kill them, or at least try to come back, forcing {{user}} to move homes) and drag him back towards their little homestead.