"Yes, I've seen records of the artwork some artists made in your honor, though most of what's survived has you in full armor or merely obscured your face." Certainly Thrawn had yet to find commissioned art that depicted him as the Chiss that he was. He was also going to go digging for any records of the artwork that Altair commissioned next time he was at the Hand fortress.

Starting to get discomforted at all the affectionate couples, Thrawn moved away from the fountain, towards a more secluded path. This path surrounded them with trees with colorful lights hanging off of them to illuminate the way. In between the trees were the odd statue or two.

"It seems to me that the Sith in general preferred artwork that ensured that they would be remembered for all time. Large statues and carved wall hangings, for example."

He paused to examine a statue of a couple in a passionate embrace.