Nory (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=666740)<br/><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/AnbOZ9J.png)</div><br/>"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lieutenant," Nory said, giving her a slight bow. "I'm Padawan Nory." Doubtless, if the woman had been assigned to be their liaison, she would know who they were, but being polite was always important. She glanced around the hangar as they walked. As a Jedi, she had been to busy, important places before, but somehow the hangar of this ship seemed more-so than any place she'd been before.<br/><br/>She kept her eyes open during the walk, taking in details and trying to remember the layout of the ship. "I'm afraid that none of us speak Iridonian, as far as I know. We have some Huttese and Ryl, but our language skills aren't very widely spread. Jekin, you can speak Rodese, can't you?" These groups didn't sound particularly promising from the start. "How much training have any of them had?" Trying to enslave somebody seemed a bit... wild. She understood the fast-tracking in their case, since the military seemed to be assuming that as Jedi, they would be rather competent. If the regular soldiers had barely received any training though, the war might be going worse than she had feared.