"Good," David was stretching his right arm, the flesh knitted back together, but still visibly pink and tender through the gaping hole in his flight suit.  "I would assume most of you have felt it already, the Dark Side force I came against this morning," morning, of course, was relative in space travel.  "I was accosted immediately as I fell out of Hyperspace.  It was an alien I didn't recognize, amphibious, eyes on stalks.  Probably male, but I don't really know.  It was strong in the Force, obviously, but worse than that, I think it was Sith.  Or, it thought it was Sith.  It only fought with a vibroblade, but it uses Sith tactics.  Strangling me with the Force, taunting me into anger.  And it knew I was Jedi.  Called me so, cursed me for it."

He had one hand over his mouth in his own thoughts as he let this sink into his students.  They knew what Sith were, an old counterpart to the Jedi.  Wielders of the Dark Side of the Force.  They channeled the Force with anger, thinking it made them stronger.  And greater power was all that concerned them.  

"So, I think we'll have to investigate this.  I know you're all early in training, but we can't let the Dark Side rise unchecked.  I've had R-30 check for any recent known activity on Korriban, but to my knowledge it's mostly wasteland.

"Well?" he asked, giving a small smile, "How do you all feel about this... adventure?"