Rain poured down upon the eastern plains of Alderaan, mercilessly covering the entire countryside with water. Dark clouds hid the hopeful blue sky that had been present a few days before, when the Republic and their allies were still stationed at their camp. The elements, it seemed, were working against the Republic, the Jedi, and the Alderaanian royalists as much as the Sith were. After three days of rain, it didn’t seem like the inclement weather was going to end for some time. “Careful, Khondine. Our lightsabers don’t function in the rain.” Jasparan motioned toward her hand. *** *** *** ***