#desrter

In the past, there were a great many options available to a stranded Jedi. One could contact their conclave, or even Coruscant, for assistance. One could request help from the local Republic embassy. Or, if one was wanting to manage the situation alone, one could easily generate credits by bounty hunting.

But, to Bastila’s misfortune, it was no longer the past.

There were no conclaves, and the temple on Coruscant was empty. Informing the Republic of her presence would do nothing but put the soldiers in danger, and attempting to collect any bounty was a risk when it was the bounty hunters, themselves, who were searching for Jedi.

So her options were limited. Waiting around and hoping that a way off-planet would land in her lap wasn’t something that Bastila was eager to do, and so reluctantly Bastila found herself in a seedy, grimy Cantina, a Pazaak game set up before her.

The night started well - very well, in fact, though it wasn’t due to luck or skill. Or, at least, not the type of skill that was expected to be used in Pazaak.

With a touch of Force, it was easy to win any game, and Bastila’s credits were starting to collect. She didn’t have enough to get off-world, but it was a start, and, as the night went on, she found herself becoming more confident. She began to relax, finally feeling as if things could turn out as she wanted.

Then, she lost a game.

Bastila stared at the cards for a moment in shock, her brows furrowing as she tried to work out what had just happened - had she lost concentration?

it had been a long time since bastila had met another jedi. forced to hide away to avoid the jedi purge, she had no idea how many were even left - she doubted that there were many. so the invitation from another had been both a surprise, and had roused suspicion.

carth had advised her to ignore it, but she knew that things were not as they had been. she knew of the exile’s exploits. she... had an awareness of the legacy that had been left behind. and she was not the lost padawan that she had once been.

so, here she was. on guard, suspicious, but... also curious.

Sparsely populated planets.

Revan grew up on Dantooine at the Jedi Enclave, and while there were people on the planet and at least two farming families had pretty big compounds, it wasn’t a particularly populated planet.

During padawanship, Revan did experience many different planets across the galaxy, and the ones she disliked the most were densely populated----Coruscant in particular being one she absolutely hated (though that many have possibly been because of the Senate).

After the accident during the Mandalorian Wars, large crowds became difficult for Revan to deal with due to being unable to properly filter through all the information. In later years, Revan tends to find ruins of old Jedi or Sith temples and such comforting, and lucky for her most are on sparsely populated planets.