Suddenly, the door slides open and the Pau'an who introduced himself as the ‘Grand Inquisitor’ and accepted their surrender enters the room with a tray of food and a lightsaber hilt. When he takes a step into the room, the door slides shut as fast as it opened.
"Granite, welcome."
He sits the tray down near Granite. The dish contained a few servings of Endwa consisting of fried Corellian meat served with orange gravy, a bowl of chopped Corellian Stewfruit, and a Corellian Ryshcate pastry traditionally made with whisky and nuts. For the last six months, the Jedi Knight had survived on bland, leftover food rations from the Clone War and flavorless stew made by the mining crew. The smells and sights momentarily over take his senses.
"Granite. In all my years, I don’t believe I’ve ever met a Gank Jedi."
Taking the strangely shaped lightsaber hilt from the tray, he continues "Like Rikros Batu, I was once a Jedi Temple Guard. A guard was an ancient, honorable, and sacred duty -- only corrupted by the Jedi. They sought war. They sought dishonor. You can continue that lifelong commitment as a sentinel with the Inquisitorius. You’ll have a pack of elite troopers and given the power to commandeer any required Imperial Military forces. Our job is to continue the legacy of the Force. To find Force-sensitive children and protect them from disrupting the galaxy which would result in others being harmed."
Standing up to leave, he takes a step back and says, "I hope you will consider my offer. There are others here who served as Temple Guards. Join my brothers and sisters and return to your sacred duty. When you are ready, we will welcome you into our sparring ring."