"Do you think he is ever going to get to the point where he tells us something useful about where our credits are instead of whining about holes in the Force?" Zirak says to Bane in a pointedly audible undertone.

"Credits?" Eeth replies blankly.

"Are you echoing me just to be annoying, or because you don't know where they are?" Zirak sneers.

"My companions are distressed by the fact that the vaults of this estate are almost empty," Sora explains, rolling his eyes, "I assume you do not know the location of a small fortune that may or may not have been here?"

Eeth's brow furrows.

"I do not," he shakes his head, "I was under the impression you always kept a significant war chest located here in case it was needed, but all the funds you injected into the Crusader cause were transferred from your IBC account."

"IBC account...?" Bane echoes with interest.

"IBC?" Sora echoes blankly.

"Intergalactic Banking Clan," Bane answers Sora impatiently, then, to Eeth, "So, how do we get access to it?"

"I believe you had a code or something," Eeth says to Sora uncertainly, "I am not really sure."

"Well aren't you helpful," Bane mutters dryly, "So in short, you don't know how to find the credits that were located here or in Sora's IBC account?"

Eeth sends the mercenary a dark glance, and does not dignify his question with a response.

"Nevermind the credits," Sora interrupts, waving a dismissive hand, "What of the cube? What can you tell us of that?"

Eeth glances at Zirak warily, and then at Bane, before reluctantly explaining.

"We were searching for a weapon to use against the Stratocracy. We had heard of a weapon used to decimate fleets and destroy a planet in ancient times, called a 'mass shadow generator'. We went in search of it on a planet called Malachor. If you could call it a planet. Twisted and all but destroyed from whatever this weapon did to it. Our search was fruitless. That was when Master Depa --she was still leading our order then-- uncovered mention of some sort of device that had been used in the creation of the weapon. Something ancient that could not be destroyed, and so had been hidden. We searched across the galaxy for clues as to where it might be. Then one day, several months ago now, Depa suddenly informed us that we were not to search anymore. She seemed distressed, almost... afraid. She departed our order shortly after. We did not know why she was so afraid, but it was clear she no longer possessed the courage to do what must be done. So we continued our search. Eventually Rasaa discovered a clue that lead us to Yavin IV. We searched for weeks, and at length we found that cube, buried deep beneath one of the temples there. But the Sith had learned of our search, and dispatched agents to stop us. That was where we," he glances at Zirak, "had our encounter. We escaped with the cube," he continues, turning back to Sora, "And you dispatched me to make ready our forces while you and Rasaa went to one of our bases, located in Kau'dan City. We heard the reports of the city's destruction a few days later. I went in search of you, but I found no sign of either you or the cube in the rubble. While our agents continued their search, I returned here, hoping to find some clue as to your whereabouts, in case you had left the base there. That was when your uncle gave me his charming reception..."

"You really did miss your calling, Eeth," Bane says dryly from behind them as the zabrak finishes his tale, "You should have been a holodrama script writer."
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Sora scowls at Bane.

"So what is the cube then?" he asks Eeth.

Eeth shakes his head.

"That I do not know. Only that it is an ancient and powerful object, capable of fuelling a weapon like this 'mass shadow generator'."

Bane snorts.

"Sounds to me like some poor celestial left his chance cube behind when they were skedaddling out of our galaxy."

"Bane, can you try to be serious?" Sora reprimands the bounty hunter.

"Well excuse me," Bane mutters, "Thought we were all making up funny, outrageous stories..."

Zirak snorts appreciatively.

"We believe this hunger thing inside Zirak and myself may be related to the cube," Sora continues, turning back to Eeth and firmly ignoring Bane.

Eeth considers this, and nods slowly.

"That would explain why Depa was so afraid of it. If it has the power to consume the very Force itself, then it is a fearsome thing."

Zirak rolls his eyes carelessly.

"Well, whatever power I'm using seems to be working perfectly well for me. I don't see why you care if I throw things around using the Force or a wound in the Force. Practically speaking, I don't see any difference."

Eeth shakes his head patiently.

"You are not using the wound. You are the wound," he explains "You are using the Force, however the Force is not flowing through you, but rather flowing out of you and into nothingness. It is being consumed by you."

"Well, if the Force is as infinite as all you Jedi like to make it out to be, I'm sure it won't mind if a couple of beings are consuming an infinitesimal portion of it," Zirak says skeptically.