Mystic Alliance

The Jedi Council said they didn’t need us anymore. “We’ve got the Sith problem under control,” they said. “You can go back to your farms, your bars, your civilian jobs.”

So, we disbanded and went about our normal lives. Our men went back to our boyfriends. Our women, back to their girlfriends. We all laid our blasters and sabers down. Or so the Council thought.

But we didn’t disband. We just faded into the background. Because we knew the day would come again. We knew, that in their most desparate hour, the Council would call upon us again. Our destiny would be thrust upon us. And together, the Mystic Alliance would once again help save The Old Republic.