The new arrival

Tython was a world of ancient life and ancient mysteries, yet it seemed full of new beginnings. Here, the Jedi Order has come to heal; to rebuild; to remember and to honor all those who had fallen in the Great Galactic War. Truly, it was an honor to be here among them.

Staring out the viewport of your shuttle, you take in the sight of the bright blue sky and the clouds lazily drifting through it. The sun shines somewhere above and its light illuminates the world beneath you. Mountains as old as the Republic rise up and cover the land, but they too are covered in the sprawling expanse of forests. Among the natural world, though, there are ancient ruins that break the green canvas.

Stone arches, pillars, temples, and other remnants of the old Order still remain, left untouched for centuries. Now, though, they look to be surrounded by newly built research stations and archeology sites. From the shuttle viewport, you can see ant-sized figures in robes scurrying around, mingling and parting, some wielding bright blades against each other in friendly spars and others simply practicing alone.

"Hey, padawan!"

You perk up and look to the shuttle cockpit.

"Yes?" you call back.

"We're here!" the pilot calls. "Better strap in."

You obey diligently, sitting down in your seat and clipping the safety belt around yourself. A moment passes as you feel the shuttle slow down. Then another goes by as the shuttle jolts and makes landfall. A few minutes later, the pilot calls out from the cockpit, "Alright, we've landed!"

You unstrap yourself from the seat with a grin, feelings of jubilation and joy bubbling within you.

"Been nice having you onboard, padawan," the pilot says, leaning out of the cockpit.

He gives you a salute and you send it right back with a polite bow. "It's been an honor too."

The pilot chuckles and shakes his head. "Thanks."

With that, he lowers the boarding ramp and you get your first, full breeze of Tythonian air. It's fresh and cool and you can smell the leaves and the moisture and the nature that surrounds you. Breathing in through your nose, you take a moment to revel in the wind before letting the breath loose in a content sigh.

That's when you notice the Jedi master standing at the opposite end of the landing pad, the apparent guide for the path you were about to undertake.