Enemies turned allies

Ahsoka sensed a change when Thrawn and his associate walked in. "If these Yuuzhan Vong pose an eventual threat to the New Republic, and we can show proof of it we might be able to convince them to send reinforcements. The proof will have to be incontrovertible and beyond reproach. Even then it will be a very hard sell, they are still wrapping up the last of the Imperials who were not smart enough to flee. Those that fled came to the Unknown Regions." Ahsoka's next suggestion tasted like shit in her mouth. "It might be prudent for you to try and rally them under your banner Thrawn. They will be attacked by the Yuuzhan Vong as well it's better to have them working for the cause than working independently and turning into pirates to support themselves and hinder the war effort. I'll forward all the intelligence I have access to you on their numbers and their commanders. If you can part with Ezra here I'd like to meet up with the Jedi Enclave here in the region. A completely unknown Enclave is unheard of."

While Ahsoka spoke with Thrawn Sabine and Ezra were catching up. "I guess you won't be needing this then?" She held up his old lightsaber. "I say based on the changes made to it that it is no longer mine. Besides I have my own. We should spar sometime. Like when you were training to use the Darksaber. How is your family?" Sabine looked forlornly. "They didn't survive the Great Purge of Mandalore. Mandalore is a barren wasteland. Bo-Katan Kryze surrendered to the Empire and gave the Darksaber to the Empire. The Mandalorian way of life is dead. I will not work for or with any Imperial." Ezra could only provide comfort. He understood her feelings all too well.