"Did you hear about the First Blade?" "They say Lord Visz killed a whole pack of Jedi for it." The downside of spending so much time buried in ancient history, Mordha supposed, was that present-day happenings took far longer to reach his ears. As a general rule this was perfectly fine, as he didn't care much for the goings-on of the galaxy unless they were directly related to the health of the Empire or the latest archaeological discovery. In recent weeks, however, he had caught wind of something that did pique his interest. Based on what he could gather from overheard conversations, it would seem one of the Sith Lords, Zeven Visz, had recovered an invaluable Jedi artifact - the lightsaber used by the first Jedi Grandmaster, known as the First Blade. Since then, Mordha had delved into the archives and databanks of the Academy, learning all that he could about both the relic and the one who now held it. He had requested an audience with the Sith Lord upon Visz's return to Korriban, and now was the moment of truth. As he strode toward the appointed meeting chamber, he rehearsed the proposal he would offer, shoving away any lingering nerves. He entered the room with a respectful bow of his head and greeted the man before him. "My Lord Visz, I appreciate your willingness to meet with me. Your time will not be wasted."