Author: Noelie Information: Liam Senoe was first mentioned by DarthIshtar, in Before the Saga, A Cruel and Unusual Romance. I borrowed with her permission, and she has graciously allowed me to flesh him out so to speak. Noela is also hers, but there will be others that are mine, such as Noela's sisters. The idea behind this: there have always been those willing to help a people being extinguished. Why would a family risk all to be such a group? ~~~~~ Journal: Liam Senoe 16:5:241 When I met my darling wife, I knew that life would never be commonplace or even simple. What I didn?t count on is that my family would be part of the center stage of events so cold and chilling that I would naturally wish that we could all be transported to another time and place. Today came the transmission that told me that we would have no calm, quiet retirement, spending the rest of my days loving my Noela. I am also hanging my head in shame, because she knew, and I didn?t believe her. I married Noela, understanding that she was brilliant at politics and that she understood points of law as well as any of the cutthroat lawyers I had ever dealt with in my long career. But when she warned of the coming night, I thought it was only her reaction to the eventual fallout of the investigation of his death. They said that ?Sith? were behind the tragedy, and the one responsible was dead and I, like so many others felt that ended the matter. She insisted however, that Obi-Wan and others of the council were continuing to look for another. How could I, indeed how could any of us understand the creeping evil insidiously working his worm-like way into power? I should have known, because Noela saw it. I was a law abiding man, and I believed the cooperation with instituted policies a good thing, and indeed I am still of a mind that with a good, moral people that is truth. My mistake was projecting the good of the politicians I personally know, my Noela, Bail Organa and others onto all. The only joy I have at the moment is that while I didn?t fully believe her, I indulged her wishes. Her foresight gives us the power to help. It has very likely saved my son's life. If tyranny is indeed possible only because good men do nothing then my course is set. This journal is a record of my story.