Ironholgs, enter this in my journal, there's a good droid. Okay. Where to begin...

So, the Je'daii Council asked me back to Tython, which meant only one thing �� they
had a mission for me. I'm a Ranger, it's to be expected, although the last time
they did this I ended up flying out to Ska Gora and getting involved in the Wookiee
land wars. I thought that was going to be a breeze. It ended ... messily.

But this is different. So very different. The way I see it, there are two reasons
they called me back. The first is that the mission is so serious, so delicate, and
potentially so deadly that they couldn't risk any form of communication to fill me
in. They couldn't transmit the information, even on the Je'daii's own secured
channels. They couldn't send anyone � �a droid, a Ranger �� with encrypted files.
This had to be face to face.

And when I met them in the valley, even that meeting was done in extreme secrecy.
Strange to see the Council like that. Almost as if they were scared.

The second reason they chose me is just how personal this mission is to me.

At first, I thought the latter might compromise the former. But I've had time to
let it sink in. I've had time to dwell on the past �� those early years on Tython
with my dear brother Dal, and the later years without him �� and I can see why the
Je'daii Council are so wise.

The danger of the mission and its personal aspect are so intertwined that they
couldn't choose anyone else. It's me. It always had to be me.

They say a Je'daii's training is what makes them the person they are, and in some
respects that's true. My journey across Tython shaped me. I found my true calling
at Anil Kesh, the Je'daii Temple of Science. There I learned to temper my doubts
and channel my talents. There I first discovered the alchemy of flesh.

But it was I who made that long, ultimately tragic journey that really formed the
person I am now.

So now I'm embarking on my new mission. First stop will be Kalimahr. I've been told
to meet a Twi'lek called Tre Sana there. I'm told he will help me. And already I'm
unsettled. I'm used to dealing with non-Tythans, but for something as sensitive as
this? Why is there something a Twi'lek can tell me that the Council cannot?

Not the best way to start a mission, eh, Ironholgs? In mystery. In darkness.

Nevertheless, I returned to Tython with peace of mind, and now I'm leaving again
with a great weight bearing down on me. A personal pressure the likes of which I
never thought I'd have to face. And such a danger for the whole Tythan system.

I feel that I'm about to test every moment of training I've ever undertaken.

But that's fine, Ironholgs. I'll have you with me, grumpy droid that you are. I
have my Peacemaker ship, refined and customized to my liking. Faster engine. Bigger
guns.

And I have the Force. Whatever happens, whatever I'm about to face �� and whoever I
might meet��the Force is always there.

Set course for Kalimahr. And may the Force go with me.

Je'daii Ranger Lanoree Brock, signing off.