The whine of the Eta-2’s twin turbine engines were drowned out by the alarms blaring inside the cockpit. Kael had been hesitant to receive this assignment from Master Yoda. Endor was commonly referred to by spacers as the “desert island” of space. Rarely had any ship landed on the Sanctuary Moon intentionally. The stellar anomalies in that region of space made traveling through the sector risky. It was those same anomalies that had Kael spinning towards the surface of the planet.

	The starship was falling from orbit in a hurry, he had to act fast. He was still docked with his hyper-ring, if that went down with the ship he’d be stuck on the moon. The release controls were unresponsive. He tried again. No response. He reached out with the force. He knew this ship, he knew where the lock pins were that held the ring in place, knew the connections that had to be severed to prevent the ring from shorting out. The green and silver astromech beeped and shrieked in its dock. Kael closed his eyes and…the ring broke free of the ship!

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	It wasn’t one of his more gossamer landings, but he’d managed to save the ship…mostly! He pulled the manual release for the cockpit and pushed the transparasteel hatch upwards.

“You okay R3?” The beeps and whimpers from the domed droid seemed to indicate that it was rattled, but otherwise alright. “Good.”
The ship had crashed in a clearing. Towering redwoods, the sharp scent of pine, and the chirping of insects dominated his senses. Kael knew the reputation of this moon. Scattered amongst the trunks were the downed wrecks of countless ships, fallen prey to the peculiarities of this section of space. He reached down to his belt and retrieved his com-link, with luck he would be within range of Master Secura’s party.

“This is Jedi Master Kael Corerunner,” he called into the mic. “I’ve crash landed on the Forest Moon of Endor. If you are receiving this please respond.” He waited, listening intently for the faintest crackle…nothing. He sighed and looked to the trees surrounding the clearing. Somewhere out there were the parts he needed to repair his ship, if not the power cells then at least the long range communications.