It took a bit of time, but she started heading in the right direction. The tomb was getting more and more obvious that it had been raided. Possibly multiple times in the past few eons. The artifacts were almost entirely gone, short of a few sculptures here and there, most of them broken in some way. Even the corpse of the one buried here was missing, though Reine had no idea who had taken it. Skeletal remains littered the floor here and there, blown apart or dismembered in most cases. Essentially, there was no longer any risk to be here simply because everything that could kill them had killed everything else so long before.
She took a few more recordings here and there for the cameras, but mostly focused on the etchings on the walls and pillars in the tomb. Here and there, she wrote down translations or deciphered scripture. The vast majority spoke of the missing dead sith's deeds in life. It read as a typical Sith Lord's life would go. Killed x number of these foes, enslaved y number of those enemies, and slaughtered z number of my own people in the process. All in all, stereotypical. It wasn't really anything to look at, but the pictures and artwork spoke a little... differently.
Many depicted the same being hurling what looked to be spears at enemy soldiers. If it weren't for the shapelessness of the spears, she wouldn't have thought more of it, but the images enthralled her. They seemed more like... something more. Perhaps an unknown Force ability she had yet to discover. Another series of images showed a great daemon twice the size of any human as it ripped apart its enemies. It, too, gave her pause. Not because of its size or power, but because it seemed to be linked to the dead Sith in some way, if the tendrils tying it to the Sith were any indication.
Reine kept looking and searching. With luck, she'd find more. With more images, surely there may be an explanation.
