Back to the objective

As you are flying towards the place Ranvi felt the Rancor at, you are both sitting at the cockpit talking about general stuff.

Lana: Are we close...?

Ranvi: Not yet, it could take about 10-20 minutes to get there.

Lana: You said the same an hour ago!

Ranvi: Look, I am not flying the ship at full speed or I might lose sight of the Rancor through the ****!

Lana: Fine, I'll take a nap until we get there!

You leave her alone and walk back to your quarter. You lay down to your bed and close your eyes. Right before you would fall asleep, you hear a voice in the room.

?: It has been a long time, since I met one so powerful in the ****...

You instantly open your eyes, grab your blaster and point it towards the stranger, but do not fire yet. It looks like an old woman in rugs.

Lana: Who the Hutt are you?! What are you doing here?!

Old woman: Not a proper way to welcome somebody by pointing a blaster at her, is it?

Lana: You should be happy I haven't pulled the trigger so far, so don't **** me do that! Your name, now!

Old woman: If you want to know my name, here... Last time I had a conversation with somebody, I was called Darth Traya, before that, I was known as Kreia.

Lana: What...?! Are you... Kreia...?!

Kreia: Does the name ring any bells? I am surprised. It has been a loong time...

Lana: Of course I know you! I know quite a lot about you actually! Your Jedi historian past, the training of Meetra Surik, Malacor V, all of it!

Kreia (smiling): Hm, it seems not all was for nothing in the end... Yet, my goal was never achieved, hence I failed and died for nothing.

Lana: You mean, the reformation of the order?

Kreia: Yes, the Jedi ultimately remained what they have always been, a bigot, narrow minded, light extremist cult. Despite my best efforts, I couldn't turn the tide.

Lana: How could you be alive...?! You died almost 4000 years ago!

Kreia: I have never said I am alive now... Neither was I alive at the time when I met the exile... Back then, my body was dead in biological terms, I just refused to let it go and enforced my mind into it through the ****. When I lost my body at Malacor V, I have become a bodiless **** entity, who was denied to become one with the ****, yet I couldn't simply become a **** ghost either. Now, I roam the galaxy, observe the happenings around it, as I have been doing for thousands of years. When I visit a place that was dear to me, my deeper connection to the place through my memories allows me to appear in physically visible form. Just like here, where I used to teach the young padawans in my youth... Dantooine was one of my favourite planets to be at... How long it has been since all those memories were a reality... All for nothing, as I was forgotten by most.

Lana: Your teachings remained intact to this very day!

Kreia: Yes, in books cast into the depths of the Jedi archives, while most of the Jedi are prohibited from even looking at their direction. That is hardly the definition of remaining intact.

Lana: But some have access to it...!

Kreia: Yes, I am aware. That is why I have chosen to meet you myself.

Lana: You wanted to meet me...?

Kreia: I have been watching you for some time now, Lana, from Clan Ordo. You are unique, in more ways than you would ever now... I have seen such unique characters back in my days... Two were very prominent, who went on to change the course of galactic history.Now, you might too.

Lana: How would I be that unique?

Kreia: You have locked potentials you are yet to uncover. Nobody is born powerful, it comes through years of training, experience, discipline and having an open mind. Strength is not enough alone to make one powerful, neither is wisdom. Just as the light won't empower you to fully overcame the darkness and vice versa. Neither works well alone and you are the one, who might just create the perfect balance of these things.

Lana: Couldn't Revan or the exile find that balance before me?

Kreia: Revan didn't find the balance... He was pushing from one side to the other, constantly counterbalancing the more powerful side of the ****. When the Jedi were in charge, he became a Sith emperor, when the Sith were about to start an invasion of the galaxy, he stopped them as a Jedi master... When there were no major powers left in the galaxy's know regions, he went to the unknown regions to find the true, hiding Sith emperor. As for the exile, She could have found the balance, she just refused to accept it. She had the potential to rebuild the order in the was as I have always hoped, but in the end, she restricted the dark side's usage too much, which through time, led to the complete prohibition of it, once again.

Lana: So, how do I fit into the picture...?

Lana: Wow, you have make quite a research on me!

Kreia: You might find it funny, but through my eyes, you are a beautiful thing. The example of the soon to be perfect **** user. You have proven your worth, time and time again, as I have been watching you.

Lana: Wait, now that you are saying... Have you been watching the happenings of all of the galaxy...?

Kreia: Yes, not many things have escaped my gaze.

Lana: May I ask you something...?

Kreia: I would gladly answer if I you did.

Lana: Do you know the man, Darth Sidious?

Kreia (with a mystical smile): Yees, he is a cunning man, I must admit it. He has created quite ambitious plans, that could rival my old plans of destroying the **** itself.

Lana: Kreia, you must tell me who he is! We must stop him!

Kreia: I am not going to get involved in the happenings of the galaxy, Lana. My time has long passed, I am merely an observer now. Nothing more, nothing less.

Lana: Please, Kreia...! At least give me a hint!

Kreia: You will know who he is, in time... His influence reaches further than you would imagine... Trust nobody, trust only in the ****. It will guide your actions.

Lana: If I shouldn't trust anybody, why should I trust you?

Kreia: You are learning fast... You shouldn't trust me either... You will listen to my advice, or you will forget it right away. That is up to you. Now, if you will excuse me, I will return to my meditation. I just wanted to meet you in person for a short while. I hope this time, I will be more successful than in my past...

Lana: That was a strange encounter, but... The pleasure was mine.You don't meet a 4000 years old entity every day!

Kreia: Age means nothing to the ****, neither does size! You should learn that, the sooner the better. May the **** be with you, Lana Ordo.

She disappears and Ranvi enters the room.

Ranvi: Are you alright? I thought I hear somebody talking in here.

Lana: Ah, that was nothing... I was just... meditating.

Ranvi: We are nearing the place, prepare yourself!