The source of this metal is a mystery; though Kar never speaks of it to anyone, I believe I know what it is.

Starship armor.

Thousands of years ago—before the Sith War—when shield generators were so massive that only the largest capital ships could carry them, smaller starships were armored with a mirrolike superconducting alloy, which was sufficient to resist the low-fire-rate laser cannons of the day.

I think Kar, somewhere out in the jungle of the Korunnal Highland, sometime during his yearlong tan pel’trokal, had stumbled upon the ancient Jedi starship whose crash stranded on this planet his ancestors, and my own.

It was earlier this evening that I learned the real truth of Kar Vastor. Not only who he is, and why he is—

But what he means.


- Shatterpoint, Chapter 13