Third stop

Great Desert of Skulls

A few days later just as the yellow bright sun was setting and casting long shadows across the eternal sands Alexis and Tarmen see a scene unfold in front of their eyes that seemed as alien to their minds as the immensity of desert itself.

Cresting a particular large dune, following the merchants and their strange pack animals that seem not to need water as much of their tenders, they see a sprawling oasis up ahead.

The verdant area is much larger than the previous watering hole they stop at and encountered the strange group of dark robed men. One of the merchant smiles and says 'Tarafit Sept'.

Although you had been told the Great Desert of Skulls was home to the Ozainae you were starting to think that it was empty of life. But in front of you is one of the pockets of civilization that survives and thrives in the emptiness of the scorching desert.

Up ahead you gaze upon a sea of red and green tents, pitched around a central body of water. You see a few men herding goats, and even a few group of children running around, playing in the sand, the usual games children tend to play to keep themselves entertained

The place is large, home to around 30 families, like a clan. You see what appears to be another caravan arriving from the north.

The merchants in your group give praises to the Twin Gods and lead you in for the night...