<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/AnbOZ9J.png)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Nory (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=24522)</span></strong><br/><hr/><br/>Nory stood a little off to the side of the clone troopers, her small stack of belongings at her feet. The clones made her a little uncomfortable, a large group of identical men may have been odd enough, but they way they all felt nearly identical in the Force was disconcerting. The rather sudden appearance of an entire army of them hadn't helped matters much, either.<br/><br/>She watched as her new master spoke with Yoda before their departure.<em>My new master. Again.</em>First, it had been Master Emell. They'd told her she hadn't failed him, but that his talents weren't a good match for her, and given her another master. But now, she'd been reassigned<em>again</em>. She thought she'd been doing well with Master Baxxus, and her healing skills were flourishing. And again, she'd been told that it wasn't a punishment, but...<em>How many others have been reassigned, let alone reassigned twice?</em><br/><br/>She cast these thoughts aside with an effort, and looked around at the others she would be traveling with. Aside from the soldiers and the Jedi, there was a woman standing in the entrance to the ship, glaring at the Jedi Masters. Nory knew not everybody liked the Jedi, but she hoped it wouldn't be a serious problem. Standing behind her, an arm wrapped partway around her, was another non-Human, a Gungan. She'd never heard of them until the problem with the Trade Federation blockading their home planet. She cast a brief friendly smile their way, although neither seemed to be looking in her direction.