Kerfaff and Candron’s (the two Jedi) parents were an influential investigative reporter and a legislative assistant for the senator from [insert sw planet here] (look, I’m bad with details in character backgrounds, especially character backgrounds for background characters. idek their names yet lol). They would frequently team up in their work lives, with Mrs. Uffle doing all the field research and reporting on issues needing to be adressed, and Mr. Uffle bringing everything to his senator’s attention and drafting the legislation. They were like, one of those behind-the-scenes power couples that nobody ever heard about outside of political/journalistic circles. Whenever anyone In The Know needed Shit Done, they’d go to the Uffles.
Of course, with great power comes even greater enemies.
So one day Mrs. Uffle’s HoloNet news agency decided to use its influence to crack down on organized crime on Coruscant. One team went after the Black Sun, another after the Migrant Merchant’s Guild, etc. And Mrs. Uffle got the local chapter of the Exchange.
She got to work with all her renowned fervor and expertise to track down the planetary boss and expose them, while her husband was off with the senator getting bills passed to help squash the gangs throughout the galaxy. But the further down the rabbit hole Mrs. Uffle searched, the more things she found that just… didn’t add up. She brought down the Coruscant boss, but she could never shake the feeling that there was much more at play here than anyone realized, and she kept puzzling away at the story for years after everyone else had either given up or called it a partial win. (Partial because there are always more crime lords to fill the cracks left by the old ones.) It was her pet project that she’d work on whenever she had the time to spare.
In the meantime, she and Mr. Uffle had a baby boy, tackled the dilemma of raising a kid with two highly demanding work schedules, decided they wanted another one of these gremlins, had a baby girl… As the kids reached school age, they discovered that Candron had inherited his mother’s energy and his father’s sense of humor, that Kerfaff had inherited her mother’s curiosity and her father’s quiet nature. Mr. and Mrs. Uffle couldn’t imagine anyone loving their kids more than the two of them did theirs, and they absolutely bragged about them to all their friends and coworkers.
And then Mrs. Uffle found another lead to her Exchange case. It could have been anything; a familiar face in the background of HoloNet crime scene footage, an old alias that popped up on another investigator’s radar… She was back on the case, and with a vengeance. For the next few months, she devoted herself almost entirely to getting to the bottom of this mystery, even going so far as to enlist Mr. Uffle and his senator to put out feelers through their contacts to see if anyone had even the slightest shred of information that could help. She was close to an answer; she could feel it.
And she was. Unfortunately, somebody else knew it too.
(The Exchange was a powerful, secretive organization that dealt heavily in cutting-edge technology and opposed both the Republic and the Empire. Was it any wonder that the Star Cabal would have it dangling by puppet strings?)
And the Star Cabal couldn’t have anyone learning their secrets.
One unremarkable night, in an unremarkable part of town, an unremarkable airspeeder crashed into a taxi carrying both Uffles and their senator. The three of them were killed instantly, alone with the man driving the other speeder. Candron and Kerfaff were orphaned at the ages of five and four, respectively. The police and everyone close to the Uffles always suspected the Exchange’s involvement, but no evidence could be found to indicate the crash was anything more than an accident.
