Holden Tark
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Holden was a thrill seeker, a treasure hunter of sorts. His line of work kept him very much in touch with the archaeology community throughout the galaxy, and some of them were more pleasing to look at than others. While he was not on the end of displaying and cataloguing artifacts, Holden was always around when they turned up it seemed. His job was to find them, determine if they were something he could sell, or whether it belonged in a museum. There were certain objects which were too dangerous to be anywhere else.
That's why he was on... where was he again... right it didn't matter, just that he heard of a pretty pricy artifact and wanted to beat everyone else to it. Yes, Holden was a salvager, a scavenger some would say, but he kept to the rare things. Sure if he needed the credits he'd tear a ship apart for a quick score, but usually he avoided those. His attire certainly distinguished him from looking like a scavenger, but then again, it also might put a target on his back.
Holden didn't care really, because the relic he was after was worth it. From the research he had done it dated back to the Mandalorian wars with the Old Republic, and was some kind of medallion said to contain a map of sorts to a secret cache of some kind. The hunt was two fold really. Holden needed the map, and then he needed to follow it to find the cache it boasted. For all he knew, this was the job which would set his bank account up for a long time to come.
Brown hiking boots walked in step, as his legs carried him through the jungle world. A stone temple stood erected in a clearing.
"They're always in a clearing," he mused to himself as he started walking toward the temple. "And snakes... always snakes..."
[member="Haera Dezla"]
That's why he was on... where was he again... right it didn't matter, just that he heard of a pretty pricy artifact and wanted to beat everyone else to it. Yes, Holden was a salvager, a scavenger some would say, but he kept to the rare things. Sure if he needed the credits he'd tear a ship apart for a quick score, but usually he avoided those. His attire certainly distinguished him from looking like a scavenger, but then again, it also might put a target on his back.
Holden didn't care really, because the relic he was after was worth it. From the research he had done it dated back to the Mandalorian wars with the Old Republic, and was some kind of medallion said to contain a map of sorts to a secret cache of some kind. The hunt was two fold really. Holden needed the map, and then he needed to follow it to find the cache it boasted. For all he knew, this was the job which would set his bank account up for a long time to come.
Brown hiking boots walked in step, as his legs carried him through the jungle world. A stone temple stood erected in a clearing.
"They're always in a clearing," he mused to himself as he started walking toward the temple. "And snakes... always snakes..."
[member="Haera Dezla"]
