Noto Saar

As the adults talked, Noto found himself sitting near Genesis, studying carefully. At the words of Coruscant, Noto couldn’t help but speak up, albeit softly. 

“Is that where you lost your eye...erm, sorry, I mean, uh, sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt”

Noto then became quiet again and studied the other adult as the two continued. He had to think for a while. The face and voice was familiar, but he couldn’t place it. Perhaps he was a famous soldier? No, that didn’t seem right. Noto remembered how the Krevaaki species pointed out that you knew a soldier by sight by looking at their side or their clothes on their back. Noto noted the pistol, but he had seen so many pistols on passing travelers that he figured everyone carried one. 
But the clothes were decent. Not too fancy, but still nicely dressed. Noto rubbed his free tentacles together, thinking. 

“Ah! You’re Senetor Godfrey! Hero of the battle of Death Star III!” Noto placed a tentacle over where his mouth was hidden after his outburst. “Sorry again, I just couldn’t place your voice, until I remembered your talk about the Jedi actions on Carida. You were in a couple of my datapad readings about the state of the Jedi back home and... and um...sorry again, I’ll shut up now.” 

With that Noto backed up and tried again to remain quiet as the adults talked. He had no idea about wars or battles, except what he had read. Truth be told, those were his favorite parts, but only for the heroics that occurred. Still, the stuff about Godfrey were a thrilling good read. 
 

"Unless I'm the one he has been here waiting to arrive?"

Noto lowered his appendages, looked up at these words and knew that the Jedi understood what Noto was trying to do. Still, he was very embarrassed, realizing he had just been acting very immature. 

Noto wiped his deep red faceplates and his neck with one of his 'hands', a gesture of an apology on his homeworld, and stood up, a very swift and smooth motion since leg tentacles could bend in many directions. 

“Um, Jedi, sir, may I come with? I know I’m not an asset or anything, but I do need to talk to you. But it can wait of course! Um, I just don’t want to lose track of you and have no where else to go, so um, may I come along? Sorry, I don’t mean to, what you say in basic, be a bother, I just...um…

Noto placed another tentacle over his faceplate momentarily in embarrassment. Why was he so nervous!?! He had thought about this encounter over and over back home and now he was making a fool of himself!
 

"Are you lost child? Perhaps I can help you find what you're looking for?"

Noto looked up and was startled a bit. He exactly wasn’t used to seeing other species that often. However his shock quickly disappeared. He attempted the equivalent of a human smile, but for a Kravaaki, that was simply a shifting of a few faceplates, and only one of them near where his actual mouth was. 

Still, Noto accepted the fruit and tried to explain.

“Oh! Um, no sir, I’m not lost. Heh, well I don’t think I am. I’m just looking for someone. I’m told they were arriving today by...um, well I can’t tell you who... But I’m looking for someone! Though I don’t know what they look like. I..uh…um...”

It was at this moment that Noto realized how silly and stupid this sounded. A child, looking for a person who he didn’t even know what he looked like? How much more stupid could he have sounded?

However, something about the person struck Noto as familiar. Noto had met a few humans before, but they were so few and far between on Krevas. Surely Noto would have recalled a one-eyed human. And yet...

Suddenly another human approached. A man in uniform. Noto recognized the symbol of the Military. 

 “I am glad you could make it to Bothawui Master Jedi. And a young apprentice! We at the Republic Military will watch your career with great interest!”

Noto’s eyes widened 

“Oh no, I’m not his appren…”

Jedi!?!

Noto looked again at the one-eyed human, bewildered, now realizing what the other had said.  

“Oh! Um, you...a Jedi! Oh god, I...uh…sorry, sorry, I... um...Modo hodo kollstk...”

Words completely abandoned the youngling as he reverted to his native tongue. Noto dropped all the fruit he had so far and raised two tentacles and hid his faceplates and another two to cover his eyes, unable to look at the two humans out of embarrassment.

“Get away kid. I got nothing to say to you.” The elderly bothan tried to shoo away the youngling while carrying a large bag of produce. 

Noto unfortunately didn’t seem to know better then to listen, but instead continued to follow. 

“Come on, you’re the great Hiera! I know you are!” Noto said, struggling to keep up with the elderly male.

The bothan shook his head. “No idea what you're talking about kid. Get away.”

The elderly bothan, grey hair flowing in annoyance, dropped a couple of fruits. A curse in Bothese came from his lips, and then was  quickly cut off for swearing in front of a child. Noto didn’t seem to notice though, as two ‘hand’ appendages reached out and grabbed some of the wayward fruit. 

“No I know it! I got a memory like a...um...like a Bothan! You are the one who brought the great Sun Reveal to the Republic!”

Noto looked at the Bothan as he held out the fruit. Despite his face plates showing no emotion, his eyes showed desperation. Not to mention, alonside the growling stomach, hunger. The kid obviously hadn’t eaten for a while.

 Hiera sighed as he denied the fruit, unable to see a kid starving. 

Noto saw his opportunity. 

"Hiera, please! You're...You’re the only person who can help me!”    

Hiera turned and tried to walk away. “With what kid? You want to know where the Jedi are? Last time I heard, that was Coruscant.”

Noto fumed a bit as once again he tried to chase after the elderly being.

 “Ya...until Hesperium crashed and war broke out. Now no one seems to know where the Jedi are, and I need to find them!” 

“Listen squid head....” The bothan started again, but was cut off as the child rushed in front of him and stood his ground. 

“Please...I know I’m supposed to respect my elders, and my parents would kill me for being so far away from home."  Noto began, wrapping four tentacles in front of him like the humans used their hands when begging. "But I must find the Jedi. I...I just must! And I have no idea where else to go...” The emotion in his voice was almost heartbreaking. 

“Crab! Listen…” Hiera sternly stated, trying not to get sucked into the kid's emotional pleas. “Look, even if I was who you think I was, which I am not, I’d be retired. For at least ten years. There would be no way I’d still have all that information you think I’d have.”

“But I thought a spy never truly gives up his work. Even after death. ” Noto stated in response, earning a silent moment of shock from the elder.

Hiera looked the kid over.  It was obvious this kid had done his research and then some. While the current spymasters of the Bothan Spynet were secret, Hiera was famous for coming out with all the information he had on Black Sun.  That exact quote was something he had stated to several judges concerning those who died on the front lines of the network.

The bothan sighed again. Despite how he could just walk into his lonely home and lock the child out, he couldn’t fight his own words. 

“Alright, kid, alright. Last I heard, their actual base of operations wasn’t on Coruscant when Hesperium fell. But there’s no way I’m telling you where that is now…”

Noto started to speak, but stopped at the raised hand. 

“However, I have it on good authority that a Jedi Knight is arriving here today If you head over to the spaceport, you might find them. But you have to promise me one thing… if you can’t find him by the end of the day, you are leaving the planet. First flight to anywhere. Here take some credits, that’ll get you somewhere.”

Noto didn’t smile but he did smell. A whiff of a foul stench left his chitinous plates and tentacles. True, it smelled like dead fish left out in the baking sun for three days, but he didn’t seem to mind. 

“Oh thank you! Thank you so much!” 

And with that, Noto was off. Hiera shook his head

“Just remember what I said about leaving if you can’t find him!”

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Through the bustling streets, past market vendors, factory workers getting off work, and  families enjoying their days off, Noto raced. Sights of people being busy with their every day life became a blur as the youngling made his way towards the Spaceport. He knew where it was since he had arrived there only a day ago. It was there where the Jedi was suppose to be.

People waved their hands as Noto passed by, his strong smell of excitement following him with each step. While it wasn’t making him popular, it was giving the Krevaaki space to run forward. Probably even better since Noto had the tendency to run into objects when he was excited.

Finally, Noto came to the spaceport, where officials were overlooking ship cargos, identifying passengers and conducting other official business actions. Noto looked around, hopeful to catch a sight of the Jedi. He didn’t know exactly what to look for. Brown robes? Lightsabers? A squad of rebel soldiers? 

Still, he had a chance to find a Jedi. He had a chance to grow as he believed he needed to. Wasn’t that what he needed to do? He had the force flowing through him, so shouldn't he find the Jedi? 

Noto found a place by a wall and sat down. His simple robes, loose fitting to hide all of his tentacles, draped about his red chiton. He leaned forward, pulling out one of the fruits Hiera gave him to eat, and watched every single person eagerly. Was that a Jedi? No, he was carrying a blastor. Ooh, how about her? No, look at all that gear. Maybe….no, no…

Noto’s excitement didn’t die out however. With each bite of the juicy fruit, Noto continued to stink up the area around him as he studied each individual, hoping beyond hope for a clue of who the Jedi knight would be. 

Noto Saar's CHARACTER SHEET

Identity

Real Name: Noto Saar

A.K.A: N/a

Homeworld: Krevas

Species: Krevaaki

Physical Description

Age: 10

Height: 4'8"

Weight:  93 lbs

Hair: None

Eyes: Black

Sex: Male

Equipment

Clothing or Armor: Travel Robes, 

Weapon: None

Common Inventory: 2 datapads, small model of his homeworld

Faction Information

Force User, Force Sensitive or Non-Force User: Force Sensative

Alignment: Good

Current Faction Affiliation: Jedi

Current Faction Rank: Hopeful

History

Force Side:  Light

Trained by: N/a

Trained who: N/a

Known Skills: 

Background: 

Noto was living a normal life on Krevas. While the battles and wars raged on in the galaxy, he and his people stayed out of galactic affairs and were content to living lives of meditation, learning, and simple work. This was the life that Noto expected to live. He excelled at reading, and while he found it difficult to stay in one place to just meditate, he was happy with his life. 

Then he nearly died. One day while studying the history of the galaxy, a huge force of pain struck him. He awoke the next day, having been in a very lucid coma. He spoke of a terrible tragedy, where people were panicking, trying desperately to escape a death that was coming from above. Fire rained down on innocents. Metal boxes floated up into the air, only to be shot down by other boxes. The feelings of Fear, anger, desperation, and hopelessness were almost palpable as people killed each other in vain attempts to escape some kind of doom from above. 

 When Noto told his elders of this dream, the elders were greatly troubled. At the exact moment Noto nearly died, Coruscant's moon had crashed with the planet. With their extensive knowledge of galactic history and records of several previous Krevaaki force wielders, they recognized that Noto had experienced a force vision, indicating he was force sensitive. For the next few days, the elders debated what should be done. They did not want to enter the spotlight of the galaxy, especially with the troubling news of the battles going on. Sending Noto out could very possibly attract unwanted attention. However, to keep Noto here, when he clearly needed the extensive training the Krevaaki were unfit to provide, would be selfish and unwise. 

Eventually Noto made the decision. The young being went back into the records and looked up everything about the Force and the Jedi. He came to realize that this was a rare opportunity to change the galaxy. The galaxy was hurting, and Noto could be a person to help heal it. With a few words to his parents, Noto left his home, carrying only his reading materials and a small statue of his planet, nervous but excited for the road ahead.