"Same thing that allways happens. We fought. Fenn Shysa was able to unite most of the clans. Others pulled a ba'slan shev'la. The we were fine for a few years. Shysa sold some mining rights to them in order to buy us time to unite. We were fine for the first few years, and then the Empire decided limited mining rights weren't enough. They came in force. Star destroyers, stormtroopers, new walkers. We were slaughtered. The shabuire burned half of Keldabe to the ground! Sundari is completely gone! Shysa escaped with some of his men to continue the fight in the woods. The Imps have outlawed us. Turned slavers lose to kill our warriors and sell our children. My clan was holed up on Concordia when the Empire hit. I stayed behind to slow them down... They decided to take me alive because I'm a clone." He takes a deep breath to compose himself. "They were slaughtering unarmed children, vod. And the worst part? They wouldn't even come down to face us head on. Just sent bombers to flatten the villages and then attacked with walkers and tanks." He slumps over, his eyes starring into nothing as he speaks, his voice breaking.