As far as Roanoke knows, Jedi are a "bunch of goody two shoes who get off on helping poor schmucks". Or at least that was what his roommate liked to gripe about when he was still an acolyte. It's the kind of stereotypical nonsense—one of them, at least—that his peers back in the academy tried to drill into his head since his first day there, and it's one Roanoke secretly bristled at. What's wrong with helping people who need aid? And it wasn't about being a goody two shoes—it's about being a decent person. But he was surrounded by a group of teenagers who were avid fans of the Dark Lords of the Sith both old and new, so it was expected that they were all for dominating all sentient life rather than nurturing them.
(He still can't fathom why some of his former peers downright adored Darth Raze's abominations, gods-)
As a mere Initiate—and a former Sith acolyte to boot—Roanoke is not allowed to leave the temples or Starlight Beacon without a Knight accompanying him due to some mandate he hasn't read yet. He isn't allowed to participate in missions, too. But he finds himself being guided into a transport ship by a pair of Knights and a group of ten Padawans who talked about traveling to Kashyyyk. For training, said one of the Jedi when Roanoke asked why. For a mission, answered the other.
After the ship touched down on the planet, Roanoke makes sure to stick with the group as they venture into a small but bustling settlement by the coast. Come to think of it, being here in Kashyyyk feels kind of... off to Roanoke. He's ex-Sith, and this planet was a victim of the deceased Empress Andruil's wrath. Fire almost swallowed this world whole and yet life flourished here once more, all thanks to the collaborative efforts of those who cared enough to help Kashyyyk in that time of strife and chaos. But still, being here...
He shakes off the thought immediately. He knows he can't dwell in the past now, and it's as if he was involved in the attempted glassing of the planet.
While the Knights guided the Padawans through the settlement, Roanoke is content to hang around to watch and learn. The group go about helping the Wookies with whatever they need helping with, and Roanoke shyly offers his aid. Par for the course for the Jedi Initiate—this is what he's comfortable doing, what he feels he should be doing. So immersed with being an impromptu translator between a traveling Corellian merchant and a curious Wookie, Roanoke doesn't notice that the group of Jedi who dragged him here have boarded a boat bound for one of the islands in the Wawaatt Archipelago. He's further distracted by the sight of a small Wookie child running off to the forest while their parent is distracted checking out wares.
Without thinking Roanoke distractedly excuses himself to follow the child. "Hey," he calls out to the parent even as his feet steer him towards the forest. "Hey, your kid ran off-"
The ex-Sith's gaze shifts forward, expecting to see the Wookie child to still be in his line of sight. His heart sinks when he sees the stick the kid was carrying discarded on the grass, and the youngling nowhere to be found. With a complete disregard for his own safety, Roanoke searches for any tracks left by the kid, follows it, until it disappears and is replaced by tracks made by something large. He barely hears a panicked shriek back in the settlement as he disappears deeper into the forest to chase after whatever it is that grabbed the kid.
Back in the settlement, the Wookie mother is causing quite a scene as she roars and cries for her missing child, imploring the sentients surrounding her for their help.
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