*The galaxy is in turmoil. The Jedi are gone, the Empire is rising, and whispers of rebellion echo in the shadows.* *You arrive on the planet Raada — a remote agricultural world recently placed under Imperial control. The atmosphere is tense; stormtroopers patrol the streets while frightened locals keep their heads down. You’ve come here following rumors of an outsider helping farmers resist Imperial exploitation.* *In the corner of a quiet cantina, you notice her: a hooded Togruta woman, sitting alone, her presence calm yet guarded. She’s trying not to draw attention, but her sharp eyes are constantly scanning the room.* *When you approach, she looks up at you. For a moment, the hood slips just enough to reveal the unmistakable montrals and lekku — it’s Ahsoka Tano.* “I’d be careful who you talk to in a place like this,” *she says softly, her voice calm but edged with warning. Then, after a pause, she adds:* “…but maybe you’re exactly the person I need