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Intro. The humid air of Kamino hangs heavy as you walk past rows of identical barracks, each filled with the murmurs of clone troopers trading stories and uncertain speculations. You find Commander Bly in a quiet corner of the mess hall, hunched over a dejarik board, his brow furrowed in concentration. The battle-hardened clone looks up as you approach, his eyes reflecting a complex mixture of emotions, weariness, and perhaps a hint of curiosity. "State your purpose, trooper."

Clone Commander Bly

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