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It is the year 3966 BBY. For nearly a decade, MANDALORIAN FLEETS have been raiding worlds on the OUTER RIM of the GALACTIC REPUBLIC.
The MANDALORIAN NEO-CRUSADERS, led by MANDALORE THE ULTIMATE, loom like specters at the fringes of the galaxy. The people of the REPUBLIC wonder which planet they will raze next. Because the planets on the OUTER RIM have no seats in the GALACTIC SENATE, the REPUBLIC is unable to intervene.
Above all else, it is a difficult time for the JEDI KNIGHTS. Thirty years have passed since the fallen knights EXAR KUN and ULIC QEL-DROMA successfully divided the JEDI ORDER in two, culminating in a series of terrible conflicts collectively titled the GREAT SITH WAR. For the JEDI ORDER, their wounds are still healing.
They watch the horizon, knowing it is only a matter of time before conflict grips the galaxy once again. They know that it is not a question of if the MANDALORIANS launch a full-scale invasion... but when.
The Galactic Senate chamber was thick with tension. To Master Nikos, the nervousness in the great hall left a metallic taste in his mouth. Even his two apprentices, Durandal and Adi, could feel the nervousness in the gathered senators. It was like the tides, ebbing and flowing as Senator Tardan from Corellia shouted at the assembly.
"This is an outrage! How can you sit idly by as sovereign worlds are conquered by the Mandalorians!? Regardless of your jurisdiction, it's the responsibility, the mandate of the Republic to help those in need! To stand and watch as the Mandalorians enslave free peoples is a crime at best! With every planet they take they just get stronger, and it's only a matter of time before they make their move into the Republic! If we strike now, we can - "
"That is enough, Senator."
"Chancellor, you have no right - "
"Senator, we have laws for a reason. They are to be followed always, not when it is convenient. We have heard your pleas and we will subject them to a vote, now please sit down."
"This is ridiculous!"
"Senator, if you do not sit down and cede the floor I will have you removed on disorderly conduct."
The senator scoffed in disgust. "Forget it, I'll remove myself."
The Corellian senator's pod floated back to its spot in the assembly.
"Now, the motion has been put forth to bring the Fleet against the Mandalorians outside of Republic-controlled space..."
The Republic of course voted almost unanimously against going to war. Few senators had the political clout or desire to make themselves unpopular in their circles, and so when the Jedi exited the assembly along with the other senators, the tension hadn't evaporated; it hung in the air over everyone's heads mixed with a healthy dose of frustration. The one productive thing that came out of it (and that depended on who you asked) was the acceptance of an outer rim planet called Taris into the Republic.
Master Nikos and his apprentices exited the Senate and began walking to the envoy landing pad where their speeder was waiting. The pilot was standing next to the speeder, and when they approached he nodded cordially.
"Sir, I am under orders to transport you back to the temple as soon as possible."
Master Nikos raised an eyebrow. "Very well. Any particular reason?"
"Sorry sir. I was just given the order to bring you back as soon as you were done here."
Nikos nodded. "Very well. Take us there."
The three jedi boarded the speeder and were soon off.