Over the next few days, Trychon spent time downloading and sorting through all the information that the Rancor had collected from the Republic cruiser, Unity.
He found some information referring to a highly classified convoy that was scheduled to take place in a few months. He also found that the Hammerhead's facial recognition software had identified him as one of the participants in what was apparently now labeled the "Coruscant Massacre."
Raezyr spent a short period in the kolto tank to speed up what was left of his recovery. He used the time to meditate on the teachings he had been reading, but he was nearly done with the texts he had been able to download before leaving Korriban.
Talking with the other Sith, he found that they were having the same problems. They had already shared what they had, and Tyrrazapon and Anya had already finished their copies. Trychon had started on a second time through the material.
The evening after Trychon had finished sorting through the data that had been dowloaded the four Sith students sat down to discuss their problem.
"We're going to have to go back to Korriban if we want to continue our training," Anya suggested. She knew that was probably suicide. The Republic would, at a minimum, have someone posted there to send an alert once they returned.
Tyrrazpon rolled his eyes. "That's probably not the best idea, Anya."
"Well, what else can we do about it?"
"I do believe that we can kill two mynocks with one bolt, here," Trychon said. "Remember one of the missions that Master Eiron gave to us, the last time we heard from him?"
Raezyr spoke up. "Right! He wanted us to recover some holocrons from an old sith library, right?"
"Exactly." They spent the next few hours discussing a plan of attack before turning in for the night.
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