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Joar Hasmal

Joar Hasmal

Homeworld: Vanqor

Mentor(s): Fenn Rahm

Species: Human


When an interplanetary merchant was meandering through the clustered bazaars and busy markets of one of Vanqor’s larger cities to pass the time while the cargo on his ship was being unloaded for transport, he had no expectation of being approached by a thin woman in scraggly rags, yanking in tow behind her malnourished body a young child far too distracted for his own good. The woman in beggar’s clothing, marvelling at the finely polished buttons and delicate fabrics the foreign trader wore, immediately began to introduce herself. She spoke so quickly in a tone so excited that her name was lost in the middle of halt-decipherable gibberish. From there, she took a deep breath and recomposed herself, then pulled her son in front of her to present him to the trader. The boy looked up with a timid gaze in his eye, blankly staring. He was clearly too shy to speak.

His mother wasn’t, on the other hand. She quickly introduced her son, Joar, and began to recount the situation her son appears to be in. Moving tables, whispering voices, floating objects. The scraggly woman spins tale after tale of supernatural wonderment to the merchant, mystical events which unfolded all within the comfort of her shack by the pure and unadulterated will of her child. The raw power that the child possesses is nothing like she had ever seen. For his own safety and benefit, the child needed to be taken somewhere his natural affinities could be managed and trained, and pleaded to the merchant to take Joar with him to a temple or academy where Joar could receive training to hone his ties to the force, even making a subtle suggestion that the reward for bringing the son to the Jedi would be quite handsome. After agreeing on a modest price for the child, Joar was sold to the merchant, then loaded onto the his cargo ship later that day.

From there, Joar became distant and reserved, keeping to himself in his own bunk while a passenger to the rotund Quarren planning to turn a profit on him. Thankfully, no strange force-related anomalies occured during the trip, which was something the merchant was quite fearful of. The merchant began to daydream about the kind of money the Jedi order could possibly offer someone such as him for an ideal acoylte. An ancient and politically favorable group such as them, to the merchant, would be eager to trade artifacts or even cold Credits. The prromise was so alluring that the trader was willing to take a detour from his normal route and land at a small outpost near Rannon Prime, where he had discovered from doing some quick research that several recruiters for a Jedi academy were seeking out force sesitive children. The Quarren happily waited in line for an hour and a half with dozens of other adults eager to present a prospective initiate to the Jedi order. When he and Joar were called into the back, and the recruiters asked several questions regarding the nature of the boy, the merchant recanted all of the anecdotes the mother had provided with almost as much fervor and bewilderment. He boasted of the potetial and power Joar held. One of the recruiters, properly trained to gauge the connection to the force an individual has, tapped into Joar to see for himself if the stories were true.

They were not.

The merchant didn’t get what he paid for. In reality, Joar had some affinity narrowly peaking out, barely setting him above an average person, but nothing even close to what was promised by his mother. The recruiter would be surprised if the boy had any ability to do much of anything at all. It was clear that the stories told to the recruiters were fictitious in nature, and the Quarren was not very happy to hear that. He was even more frustrated to find that the Jedi do not pay people for bringing them potential recruits. Disgruntled, the merchant cut his losses and left the boy behind, returning to his trade route as quickly as he could to try and make up for lost time.

The recruiters faced a dilemma. Joar’s mother clearly had no interest in keeping her son, given the great lengths she went to in order to con another person into taking him and scam them. The merchant as well seemed compelled to wash his hands clean of the mess and get away as soon as possible. Joar’s powers were pathetic, but the young child had nowhere else to go. Hesitantly, the recruiters returned to the academy with the boy, integrating him with the other initiates for the time being. This was a decision that did not go uncontested. Several members of the institution were reluctant to accept a prospective student with very little promise. Additionally, Joar’s homesickness and unreciprocated affection for his mother grew over time. He became particularly unbalanced and dour, a very dangerous state of mind to be in. He was shy and unconfidnt around his peers, and easily discouraged and lacking in motivation. All of these factors accumulate to make Joar an issue, perhaps even a liability to the temple. He remains for the time being, however, under the supervision of the Jedi at Rannon Prime. Nobody, especially Joar himself, knows what will become of his situation.