Holovids of Firith

By connecting the artifact to a computer terminal, you are able to access three holovids: two very brief, one slightly longer.

The first holovid, the shortest one, is time-stamped from about three months ago. The image is just an indistinct three-dimensional blur. You hear some random rustling and thumping, then Firith Mobak's annoyed-sounding voice. "Testing, testing. Is this thing on?" The video ends.

The second holovid is only slightly longer. Its time stamp is two days later than the first holovid's. This time, you see Firith's face and his upper torso, leaning toward the camera as if he's studying something closely. He is frowning in deep concentration. "So I can make a recording, and then I can access that recording, but for some reason I can't get at...Argh. What happened?" (His lekku wiggle in a pattern that other Twi'leks would recognize as a string of frustrated obscenities.) He stabs his finger downward and the video ends.

The third holovid is the longest. Its time stamp corresponds to the day of the massacre at the Jedi Temple. The camera is very tight on Firith's face, which is furrowed with worry. He is whispering urgently, as if afraid of being overheard. "Lilikai. I think it's happening. I hope I'm wrong and I'll look back on this recording later and laugh, but just in case...I have a plan to get us both out of here so I can tell you all about it in person, but if I fail...I finally got somewhere with the thing I told you about. I did something to it but [he laughs softly] I'm still not sure what I did. I've been trying and failing to fix this piece of garbage for months. And now I'm out of time. [He sighs.] You have to find Damasa, Lilikai. Find out what she knows that she didn't tell us. I never really believed she was dead. Zernvik didn't either. I know this isn't what you want to hear after everything she put you through, but she's the only one I can think of who even stands a chance of figuring it out. I wish there were another way, but - "

In the background of the recording you hear several heavy thumps and the sound of blaster fire. Firith turns to look over his shoulder, then stands up and moves away from the camera. There's the sound of a door being kicked in, and Firith's body jerks as he is riddled with countless rounds of blaster fire. He crumples out of view. The holo-recorder is still running, capturing the distant sounds of the massacre as the clone troopers move through the area. After a seemingly interminable silence, Firith's bloodied hand comes into the frame, groping around for something. The recording abruptly shuts off.