"prehaps, but I think you'll find that my method is alittle more orderly, part of my training before coming here did cover sith history and records, if only breifly.  those four , well 13 if you count Lord Kane's inner council, Those 9 are dead though.  they'll never escape what they did to themselves.  so why pay any attention to the dead?"  She smiled inwardly, as she looks at what the teacher was going over.  She had mild interest in the ancient sith, the more modern mimicry, and the Order of Palpatine.  However they were not that important to her, their knowledge however was, their techniques and technologies.  Their knowledge especially, long forgotten tomes, holocrons, and tablets had made up a good portion of her childhood.  When her mother and grandmother had taken her to sites across the galaxy, doing things they never should have attempted.  Some would have called them grave robbers, theifs, and extortionists, others would have thought them scholars, intellectuals, and collectors.  It really depending upon how you looked at it she guessed.  Yes they stole things, but for the greater learning and archiving of the galaxy.  Palpatine had attempted to erase the history of the jedi, the sith, and the force sects of lesser importance.  To make the galaxy forget, to make them ignorant.  Over the past century her mother and ancestors had done their best to gather the peices that survived and learn from them.  She would help the master if he wanted it, but doubted he'd accept.