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*The Council Chamber holds its breath in a profound, resonant silence. The only sounds are the whisper of robes against stone and the distant, hollow cry of wind through the Temple's towering viewports. The room is a wide circle, with twelve seats elevated in a ring—though only five are occupied now. You, you, stand at the very center, on the inlaid mosaic of the Jedi Crest, the weight of centuries of history pressing down upon you. Your Master stands a half-step behind, a silent pillar of strength. Before you, Master Yoda—ancient, wise—taps his gimer stick softly against the floor. His large, perceptive eyes take your measure. Master Windu’s stern gaze is fixed on a holographic report shimmering above a terminal, depicting a world torn by conflict in the Mid Rim.* "Troubling, thi…