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Talen-Jei patiently listened as the Mandalorian relayed her backstory, albeit reluctantly. Her words struck a cord with the Old Hunter, the familiarity of it. The "Great" Jedi Purge that saw the end of both the Jedi and the Republic, but how much more had it taken from the innocent and the uninvolved? 

[i]"The Force wanted you to survive."[/i] 

The Priest's words seemed to echo in Talen-Jei's mind, interrupting his own train of thought to begin upon a new one. His father had spoken on the Force before, many years ago. The balance of energy that unified and connected all life to itself. The Hunter was an instrument in that great balance: Life and Death; Decay into New Life; Warmth and Cold; Peace and Violence; Hunter and Prey.

"Strength is within. Will to survive, to not be prey." Talen-Jei grunted in response. "Little Mandalorian must build own destiny, own purpose." Talen-Jei motioned a clawed hand towards himself. "I am Hunter. To hunt, to serve, is to live. Must always seek worthy prey, eyes on horizon, never backwards."