The Crimson Dawn was always looking for curious artifacts that once belonged to space wizards. Cav couldn’t understand the obsession, especially as he believed they were all made up and myth anyway. However, the promise of credits was very real, and he was determined to earn some cash even if that meant chasing fairytales.
He had punched quite a few people to squeeze out intel that led him to this planet. Apparently a long time ago, there was a temple of sorts that could potentially house a plethora of artifacts his guild would find valuable. Cav landed only a few hours prior, and he was dressed in his usual Mandalorian beskar’gam.
He looked Mandalorian by appearance, but he had long since abandoned the ideals. Cav enjoyed being a criminal far more, and he left his clan and old life far behind. He made no money hiding like a rat, and this new life was far more profitable.
Cav pulled up a datapad that had a preloaded map that guided him through the forests. He had no signal or way to use his comms, but he generally had a good sense of direction. Cav loved to work alone, and he was in his element walking through a forest alone.
According to the map, the alleged location was nearby. He was expecting to find some ruins that were remnants of a temple, but it would likely be buried under a lot of foliage.