Tyvokka still remembered the flare of scepticism he had detected in Masters Saesae Tinn, and Rancisis. Master Jinn, the maverick, had found yet another fantastic cause to espouse. And that was how it had been. Remarkably fantastic ? and yet, when one heard it in the voice of Master Jinn, with his brilliant blue eyes and his Force presence, strong and unbreakable, one could not help but wonder if there was some truth in it, in his wonderful tales of vergence and a poor slave woman in a small dusty planet called ? I love this paragraph. This is so intriguing. I can't wait to read more.