Desert wrath

Great Desert of Skull

Voah and Gonyaul - You are not really sure how you survived the sandstorm. It raged for so long that you almost lost track of time. You emerge from your makeshift shelter desperate for food and water, stung and blistered by the encroaching sand that make its way into your skin despite your best efforts.

You survey the destruction around you. Some of the merchants lay dead as do some of the animals. Some others appear to have wandered away or are covered under layers and layers of sand. You can't tell.

Others still eye you suspiciously. You have all seen those stares before. As if you have brought bad luck to them by your mere presence.