-- As the recording was activated a being, apparently human, dressed in close fitting light armor would be seen, the melm tucked under one arm. The figure held himself with a cinfident poise and as he spoke his voice was quiet and posessed of a focused serenity-- Esteemed councillors of the Jedi order, I come before you in this manner to make a request of you. I am Echani, and like all others of my kind I have been trained in the arts of war from before I could walk. Always I have felt there was something more to be learned, a view that was encouraged by my upbringing, yet I have not found that which I seek amid the teachings of my people. From what I have ascertained in my readings on the jedi, many of you may think me too old to begin the training of a jedi. But is it not true that the jedi do not limit themselves by the imposition of arbitrary limitations based on tradition?
I seek to learn the ways of the jedi, in them I feel I will find that which I seek in the depths of my being.
I will await your response with patience, thank you for your time.
-- With those final words the image would flicker out of exsistance. --
