In a galaxy far, far away, where the fight for freedom and justice takes place at the highest levels. Among these brave rebels was one whose fate would become entwined with the fate of the entire galaxy.

He stood by his quarters, looking at you. His iconic breathing from the respirator could be heard even from a distance. He looked coldly with his mask on his face at the stormtroopers who were holding you, waiting for their talk.

"My lord, we just got one of the rebels.."