Music Once upon a time, in a galaxy far, far away... This all took place in the days that were called the Beginning of Years, when the galaxy was a wild and fierce place that was known as The Great Jungle. In those times, Hyperspace was the name of the Dragon who watched over all things. As he slept, ships would enter into his cavernous mouth, and when he awoke he would spit them out on a tide of flame, hurling them away at tremendous speed. In this way did beings journey across the stars. The planets were limitless in number and name, and every one of them was ruled by the Togorian named Shere Khan. He was an evil and hated beast, and his wrath was feared by all who lived in The Jungle, from the mightiest wroshyr tree to the smallest lizard-ant. But Shere Khan knew a fear of his own. The Khil, who were proud sages from ancient days, forewarned him of the coming of Man, who would tear down the Laws of the Jungle and make themselves into kings. Shere Khan was overcome by a terrible madness at this news, for he had once been a slave to the vile Rakata, and had vowed never to bow to any creature again. So it was that he swore a terrible oath: that by the blood of his hide he would devour alive any Man who entered the galaxy. Many moons passed, and the Jungle suffered beneath the rule of Shere Khan the Togorian. Then, one warm evening on a world named Alderaan, Bagheera the Cathar heard an unnatural noise coming from within a forgotten cave. When he went to look, he found not a predator as he had expected, but something far worse: a group of crying human infants. At first Bagheera was struck by fear, and did not dare approach the strange creatures. But after some time had passed, he saw that they were too small to cause harm, and he took pity on them. He took them to his trusted friends in the Shistavanen pack, who agreed to raise the little ones as their own, so that wolf and man would grow together as one. All feared that if Shere Khan were to discover this deed, he would kill everyone who had known of it. But Bagheera and his friends hoped that the children would grow quickly into Men, and slay the tyrant... And that was how the great tale began.
"Life is like a game of cards. The hand you are dealt is determinism; the way you play it is free will." -Jawaharlal Nehru