After Trychon had gotten his fill of ale and jibes, Raezyr proposed they do some sparring, and got a little bit of payback for all the good-natured ribbing he had taken, although Trychon gave nearly as well as he took in the small lounge area. Raezyr made up his mind to eventually construct a practice short blade for himself one of these days so he could fully utilize his Jar'Kai style of fighting with two blades during practice.
Finally, Trychon expressed his desire to get a little nap in, complaining that he had been kept 'up all night,' and they decided to call it quits for the time being.
After Trychon had gone to his berth, Raezyr decided to meditate. He changed out of the tan fatigues he had been wearing and into a loose fitting tunic and trousers, then sat down in the middle of the crew lounge area. He crossed his legs and closed his eyes, drawing the Force from around him and letting it envelope him.
For a while he just let the power of the Dark Side flow through his body and basking in it's invigorating egergy. Finally he allowed his conscious self to melt into the Force as it swirled around and through him. He began to see far off places, and events, some which he knew had already taken place, others which he felt may be happening currently, and still others that may not yet have occurred.
He felt a gentle nudge on his mind, a slight pulling as if someone were tugging on his sleeve. He allowed it to guide his mind's eye in that direction, and soon he found himself looking at a person in a black robe, the cowl hiding it's face in darkness. Somehow he knew that this was the presence that had been calling to Trychon and him, so he pushed his own consciousness to the man, sending his own thoughts to the shrouded figure. "What is it that you want from us?"
"I want you to come to me on Altax 3, a moon of the planet Bermatrix," the figure told him. "I know you will. Your Master has commanded that you do so."
Lord Eiron had indeed commanded them to travel there. It was the location of the next mission which he had given the apprentices in his holo-recordings, but Raezyr wondered how this person could know that. ""Who are you, and how is it that you know what our Master has commanded us to do?"
"I am Darth Vikon, whom you once attempted to seek out. I have foreseen it in my visions. I have foreseen many things about you two Sith brothers. You will be powerful, indeed," replied the voice from the cowled hood.
Sith brothers? It was the third time that a strong Sith power had referred to them as such. The first time was the holo-guardian at the Sith base on THX 1138, the second time was the when they accessed the holocron of Daxon Var. That one had referred to them as brothers several times during the time they had accessed it, but he had always assumed they just meant brothers in the Sith. "You are not the first to call us 'brothers.' Tell me what you mean by that?"
The figure let surprise enter it's voice. "You do not know? You both sprung from the same seed, although they were sown in different soils. But that is of little..."
The news shook Raezyr out of his trance, cutting Vikon off in mid-sentence. It fully explained the Force connection between him and Trychon... they were half-brothers!
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