"True enough." Master Shan's crystal blue irises found the closest planet marked with coordinates. If one were to overlay a map of the currently known galaxy, that planet would exist in the northern regions of Wild Space. She grimaced, sitting back in her chair. 
"Which could mean that the closest planet to Korriban would be a good place to start. If they were attempting to launch a strike and get resources on Korriban, it would make sense for one of their major bases of operation to be on this unknown planet here." She pointed at the planet for emphasis. 
"It's settled then. Yerbol, you and Aria will take one of the ships housed on base to make your way to those coordinates. We don't know what the communication situation will be like, but if you can, ensure that you stay in contact as much as possible. We're not comfortable sending you into the uncharted wilderness without having some kind of way to know how you're doing, but sometimes high risk is accompanied by high reward." Yerbol's brow rose for a moment, surprised at how non-chalant Master Syo seemed about their impending mission. He knew that Master Syo was concerned, but normally he was conservative, choosing to move on something only after all factors are involved. To know that he was willing to risk lives for this operation so willingly was both a testament to how earnestly the Jedi Masters wanted these True Sith dealt with and concerning. Were the Masters going to be consumed in hunting the Sith instead of helping others? Was this war exacting a massive cost on the Masters sense of right and wrong? Yerbol shook himself mentally. Not the time for philosophical tangents. 

"Take as much as you need in terms of supplies. We will try to send help if we haven't received word in one week. We're hoping that'll give you both enough time to at least find a few things we can use." Yerbol nodded, rising to his feet. 
"May the Force be with you both." 

They would need it. 

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After circumventing the nav computer's insistence on the coordinates being in "Wild Space", a "dangerous location forbidden for travel by the Republic, code E-292", Yerbol was able to get the auto-pilot and hyperspace inputs added. Of course, with no proven data on this unknown planet, there was a unknown travel duration. Korriban to Taris was about twelve hours and judging from the Star Maps they had examined, it didn't look as if the planet was too far from Korriban. So maybe two days? Three at the most? He informed Aria of their potential travel time as they departed the Republic docking bay, hitting hyperspace about twenty minutes later. Yerbol was currently sitting in a room just off the cockpit with a small rectangular table and a few chairs tucked up against it. His eyes were cast downward at a small holo projector, the circular object projecting vids that he had managed to film during some of Lysa's explorations on Tython. They were teenagers then, Yerbol's voice squeakier than the deeper tenor-like voice he had now. In the current vid, Lysa was scouring over some rocks, attempting to climb up to the top of the hill in order to find "a lost relict from Jedi past!". He leaned forward, elbows on the table, a small smile creeping onto his face. 
"So blasted curious all the time." He mumbled to himself.