Izin Stayed in her room like she normally did when she had little to do. Of course, there was always something to do, but the time she spent in her room was personal time. The only thing she really ever did was read, listen, and learn, though it didn't seem to be much of a problem in the eyes of her master.

While each and every species in the galaxy had their own origins and developments, the one that she was most intrigued by was the Human race. Unlike most of the other races and species she had read about, the actual origins of the humans seemed to be shrouded in mystery. It had been accepted that they grew and reached out to the rest of the galaxy from Coruscant, but she did not believe that. It was highly unlikely for a species as abundant as the humans to grow up on a core world and not be touched by the rest of the galaxy for years upon uncountable years. She believed that the original human homeworld was in the unexplored area of the galaxy, and ar least half of the total population of that original homeworld was toted off to the core world.

Getting lost in her thoughts, the young woman lay in her bed in the corner of the small room, awaiting orders from her master.