He used those five days to study Depa Billaba. She was an athletic human, with dark hair in looped braids, as cool and as calm and as collected as that other Jedi, her Master, who had seen her off on her mission from the scraggly village that passed for a starport on this primitive jungle world. Ochi was just glad that he wasn’t here—oh, there was a bounty out for him all right, the Separatists having put a price on the head of all of the Order. But Ochi worked strictly on personal commission. He was good at killing Jedi, and he had no doubt of his own particular skill set when it came to hunting, but there were some targets that would be suicidal to think you could take. Ochi was sure many had tried, if only by the steady decline in the number of his drinking buddies back on Boxer Point Station.


Star Wars Shadow of The Sith Chapter 11