It was known that the Sith Order couldn't be overly discerning with who they worked these days. Without the backup of the Imperial Government and its billions-strong forces, they had to actually use their heads for once. Sometimes this meant sneaking about, sometimes this meant calling on outside assets. Nakoa would take work from anyone; Sith, Imperial, Jedi, whoever. So long as a deal was made, or in other words, he benefited from the exchange, they really didn't care. Let the galaxy fight itself and he'd profit.
This particular instance was notable for the potential profit to both sides. A location a member of the Sith Order wanted into took magic to access, and nearly all of their arcanists had fled when the Empire fragmented. Their deal was simple. Nakoa wanted a particular item only useful to arcanists, and copies of any texts. The rest was subject to negotiation, save for a majority gain of material wealth toward the client.
And that was beyond the matter of the Mysteries of Upekzar, a requirement to even reach the location at all. Nakoa suspected this would be a long excursion. Nonetheless, the scholar in him was extremely interested in the long-forgotten world and its ancient rites.
His ship sat idle on one of the first of the Circle of Visions, a chain of volcanic islands on the world. An extremely large four-eyed fish, cleaned out and descaled for eating, was roasting over a medium-sized fire. He waited for his contact to arrive. No one else should be there in the first place. The planet was unsettled in the modern day.
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