In the world of tomb raiding, there aren’t that many factions. Their methods may differ, but their goal is remarkably consistent: making money. The various crews live within earshot of one another, yet never have anything to do with each other. If they cross paths, there are only three things that matter: profit, profit, and damn profit. People die for money, just as birds die for food. Life and death are fated; wealth and status are decided by heaven. That is the one and only rule of the tomb-raiding world.
