STAR WARS: Retrospection- Like Father Like Son

What does Galder know about the pirates?

Quite a bit, actually! They're more or less the only people you have come into contact with beside your father. They operate out of a base they built inside some of Hoth's naturally occuring caves. Generally, they're scavengers and raiders. They have a few starships and lots and lots of guns.

Your father is not a fan of them, to put it lightly. He says you have to cooperate with them for now; it's how you get any supplies, lacking a ship yourself.

How do they feel about us?

They think you're nuts! A hermit and his son living out in the middle of the freezing tundra? Even they don't come out after nightfall. It's too cold.

But they're willing to help you guys out, every so often.

They also do not know that your father is a Jedi Knight.

Probably better that way. Galder thinks that they would be unwilling to even look at us if they knew, or might even kill us as some sort of game.

Do we have any actual friends among them?

You have a contact that your father meets with. You would hardly call him a friend. He's less likely to stab you in the back.

Well, Galder will rest up and dream of starships and Jedi action adventure time while the bacta does its work. He doesn't like wampas one bit, especially not after this nonsense.

(Use Dreams if possible, and for free!)

In that case, you DO dream, Galder...

You see a boy about your age, with darker skin and wearing heavy furs... and holding a lightsaber.

That is all you see, and he swims in and out of view during your restful sleep. When you awake, the next day has come already.

When he wakes, he thinks of what he saw, and consults his father with it.

"I saw a boy with a lightsaber," Galder says, without much lead-in. "In my dreams."

Gathol nods. He has prepared a breakfast from the food capsules he regularly "borrows" from the pirates.

"I have seen him too," Gathol admits. "How do you feel about him in your dream?"

"I don't think I felt anything toward him, or about him," Galder responds.

"Hmm," Gathol says. He looks uncomfortable.

"What's wrong, father?" Galder asks.

"Just concerned about what it might mean," Gathol says. "I'm not ready for you to meet others like yourself just yet. Your training is not complete and I don't want it to be skewed by the ideas or teachings of others. You are MY student, and my son."

"I don't think that should be a problem," Galder says. "You've been training me for my entire life. Why would I listen to anyone else? Even if they are also Jedi, they aren't my father."

"I know," Gathol says, curtly. "I just want to be sure. They could be dangerous."

"Dangerous how?" Galder says. "I mean, they wouldn't threaten us. They'd want to be friends."

"No, they won't," Gathol says firmly. "I will not discuss this further, not until your training is complete."

"Okay," Galder says. He thinks for a moment. "Do you think the boy I saw is a Jedi? Like us? Only Jedi have lightsabers."

"Why do you say that only Jedi have them?" Gathol asks.