Connmar could understand why the wookie's like Jorgen the young man had radiated excitement and happiness. Connmar himself had started to come around to having Jorgen around. As Skye had gone to schedule a translator droid to be waited at Kashyyk. Jorgen had looked at Connmar and shared a vision. Connmar had interpted it as a vision of death.  Connmar began thinking of where this vision might take place. " it could be the forest floor of Kashyyk the tress are so large it blocks out most of the sun, But it is unlikely." Connmar was stroking his beard as he always did when Skye had returned with the news of the translator Dorid. " very good now we must prepare are self's.  Connmar had gone to the back of the ship and began to meditate. He would Need a clear mind for there next stop and the vision would only distract hi.