Star Wars: KOTOR Story 5-Past Memories
Norris Ossus awoke from her sleep in a cold sweat. This is the third bad dream this week…, she thought to herself. The sky outside was brimming with the light of early morning. She got out of bed to get some water. “Things have been crazy since the war…” she said to herself quietly. She kept having nightmares about the Mass Shadow Generator, her exile from the Jedi Order, and the stinkhole of a planet she was living on. Nar Shaddaa was one of the biggest cesspits in the Galaxy. It’s not as remote as it seems…, she thought. Life bustled everywhere on this planet. The refugees were in constant peril and terror. The Exchange and Serrocco were terrorizing them daily. Norris had become oblivious to it.
She closed her eyes and remembered the start of the war: The Mandalorians, for some unknown reason, attacked the Republic. Revan was one of the few Jedi who couldn’t stand by and watch. He and Alek had taken action. Back then, they were Jedi. But, something happened in that final battle to turn them into Sith. Nobody knew except for the two themselves. Norris had heard that Revan had become part of the Republic again under the name Arden Slyk. He had defeated Malak. At least, that’s what the rumors said. She didn’t know whether to beleive them or not. Sighing deeply, she took a gulp of water. I wonder if I’ll be alone like this for the rest of my life…, she pondered to herself. She wanted to find love, but didn’t have high hopes about it. At one point, she even contemplated total shut-out of the Galaxy, going to a planet where no one thrived and only creatures roamed.
She went to the window. She could see a pair of Exchange thugs harassing two refugees. She would help, but she didn’t have any weapons. The most she could do waswatch helplessly as the thugs eventually killed the refugees. She turned away from the violence. If possible, she thought, I’d like to avoid violence when I encounter something like that. She was now remembering her trial on Coruscant, how even Master Kavar turned on her. She had looked up to Master Kavar, no matter what, but during the trial, it hit her harder than a ronto bashing into a sandcrawler. She never thought he would be AGAINST her. To say something, she thought she may have even had feelings for him. This was unbeknownst to him, however. She remembered the harshness of Masters Vrook and Atris. Oh, how Norris HATED Atris. No, not hated. DESPISED her. Master Atris was the harshest in the group, always wishing for the punishment (or even worse) of “rogue” Jedi. Norris turned her thoughts away from the witch that Atris was. She decided living in the past isn’t something she wantedt odo. She’d be too preoccupied with it to do anything else if she did.
On another world, Canderous had parted ways with Revan, but not before being told by the man himself where he had hidden Mandalore’s helmet. With this information, he found the helmet, made modifications to it, and became the new Mandalore. His new task was something Revan had told him to do: To gather the scattered Mandalorian clans…
