Cutler was aboard his Rho-class transport shuttle, mid hyper-space jump. He was reading over his recent motion proposal in an attempt to keep his mind occupied, though it wasn't working well. In a short span of time, he not only made his first real move to limit the Jedi's powers within the Republic, but also met someone important and powerful in the Force, as his grandfather foretold. Cutler knew he needed answers so he sent word back home to activate the call beacon his grandfather carries. He hoped that by the time he arrived, his teacher would be waiting.

He landed home a day later in Kuat City and said his usual greetings to the family and board. After making sure he showed his face, he quietly slipped away from his family's luxury tower and covertly made his way to the edge of the city. There stood a large, seemingly abandoned stone temple, in the middle of an overgrown park. He stepped inside and made his way down the long flight of stairs.

As he reached the bottom, he could see the faint light of blue flames at the end of a long corridor. After making it to the end of the hall, he pushed open an old door. The large chamber was likewise filled with torches of blue flame. The walls were covered top to bottom in ancient writings and carvings. In the middle of the room sat his grandfather, Treman. He knew his grandfathers true name but always used the alias that was made when Treman left the Jedi Order. Cutler approaches him and bows as he speaks,

"My teacher, welcome home."

"I do hope I returned for good reason. There is much to still do and I have many places to still go." Treman coldly replied.

Cutler stood up from his bow and continued, "My teacher; I have gained many strong allies within the Central Party and made the first step towards limiting the Jedi's powers within the Republic. I've also met the one you saw in your vision; the Lisan Al-Gaib."

Treman quickly looked up, his eyes growing large, "Truly? He's revealed himself already?"

"I don't believe the Senate as a whole is fully wise yet, but I met him at a Central Party retreat meeting. I looked into his eyes and I knew without a doubt. When he moved, if was as if the force was the ocean and he commanded every wave that crashed." Cutler said with awe.

Treman stood and began removing his robes, "If you two are in the same party, then it is as the Force has written it. You must do your best to secure him as an ally if our plan has any true hope to succeed. If one such as he can see the benefits of a new Order, then there will be little else standing in our way." Treman then ignites a saber and readies an attack stance. Cutler unclips his cape and allows it to drop to the stone floor, revealing a saber on his best. He simply places a hand on it and readies a defensive stance. His grandfather lunged at him with incredible speed and swung his blade towards Cutler's head. At the last possible moment, Cutler pulled his saber and ignited it, stopped Treman's blade an inch from his face. Treman smiles.

"Now show me the strength of our family." Their blades disconnect and clash again.