It had been a very long time since the galaxy heard from Siris-wan Otoby. Siris-wan's distrust in the Republic had grown over the past few years and now with the new threat of most restrictive laws placed on the order, Siris-wan stood at a cross roads. With all the turmoil that the galaxy was under going at this time Siris-wan's stress grew. With the Jedi angry at former Council Member Oran, and the Senate's possible restrictive mandates, Siris-wan had enough.

Siris-wan stood silently on a grassy hill on the plains of Dantoonie. Siris-wan left Coruscant a few months ago in hopes he would find peace away from the heart of all the turmoil. He went there to not only find peace but find something to fight for, stand for, or even die for. When he was young, the galaxy although not peaceful seemed easy to understand. The Sith were evil, the Jedi were good and the lines were clear.

Now though, everything seemed unclear and hazy. Siris-wan left the Jedi Order before he was even able to really complete the Jedi Trials in the Temple. His grip on of the Force was still primitive. Now Siris-wan felt that as the galaxy went into darkness he didn't really have any ties to uphold, although he still wamted to believe in the Jedi Order and protect the galaxy from evil.

As Siris-wan watched teh setting sun of Dantoonie, he knew that the next few steps he'd take would be the most important of his life. Would he finish his Jedi trials, or would he join the Sith? Would be become a mercenary for hire, or would he start his own order to fight the evils of the galaxy?

His decision would effect many lives including his own. Siris-wan remained silent as he thought about his life. The sun continued to set and Siris-wan waited for someone to come and show the way. Who would it be? A Sith Lord, a Jedi Master to finish his trials and help him to become a Jedi Knight? Siris-wan stood and waited...