I am Hulas, a traveler from the world of Duro.Ģ. Hulas: You have forgotten my name? Knowledge is power, but information is useless if you do not make a point to remember it. Was our business so unfinished when we last spoke? What is it you want? Yet I will remain here, for my work is not done. Hulas: And so you leave, perhaps to return. But for now, keep your secret well hidden if you wish. Yet if your name becomes important to me I only have to check with the Selkath registry to know it. Hulas: You presume to know my business, human. I am Hulas, a traveler from the world of Duro. Hulas: A name? There is power in names, yet in the end a name alone means less than nothing. Yet that does not stop us from searching. Answers are always hardest to find when the questions are unclear. They have questions, and they want answers. The war sows fear and confusion, people are lost. The Sith and the Republic battle to control the galaxy, but their war destroys what they both seek to possess. Am I so different? Do you think I have answers that others do not?

Hulas: A human? There are Selkath everywhere, but you choose to speak with me.

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