NPC-1138

NPC looked in the dirty mirror that hung in the corner of his quarters. He stared at his own reflection, wondering why a droid had a mirror... or quarters. The faucet from his bath went from a stream to a slow drip signalling that there was enough oil in there for him to submerge his circuits. With a sigh he slipped into the warm liquid and relaxed. "Is this all there is?" he thought to himself. "Yes, because I am a droid. I am... NPC."

The Grandmaster bracelet now in Kirlocca's possession beeped with a one-way transmission from Tython. A red protocol droid popped up with a brief message. "Encoded message for the Grandmaster of the Jedi Order. Master Raikanda, a young Wookiee has arrived seeking training as a Jedi. I thought, perhaps, that you may wish to notify Master Kirlocca if you can."

As Draj Matterburn headed back to his ship a shiny red protocol droid came running after him. "Excuse me! Excuse me, mister... mister... Mister Wookiee? I've been sent to get you and bring you in to the temple. You're headed the wrong way!" The protocol droid motioned for the Wookiee to follow him in. There he would find him quarters and prepare him to meet the other Jedi.