[EVENT][Prologue] The Raging Desert

[TheWyrdWolf 1532]

 

The Raging Desert

 

Spoiler

 

Her form cast a long shadow across the undulating dunes before her as she trudged through the sand with that heavy pack of supplies upon her back. Her features were hidden beneath layers of cloth that protected her from the biting sands caught on the wind and the ever oppressive heat of the sun at their backs, her eyes the only visible feature which concentrated on the path ahead.

Her concentration however was broken by the heavy breathing of the man beside her as she came to a stop atop the nearest dune, surveying the landscape around her.

"Any sign of this GOD forsaken place?" the man took a deep breath, straightening out his back as several audible cracks were heard, time had not been kind to the aging mercenary.

"Afraid not.. the map i uncovered with the Dwarves pointed to this general area and yet.." Sarah gestured to the barren desert around her "Nothing. Perhaps it has long since been buried.. but i wouldn't even know where to begin digging." she exclaimed with a heavy sigh, going to pull down her cloth scarf and drink from her waterskin which was bordering empty. She replaced the stopper and turned to face Darian.

"Any thoughts old man?" she queried

"Old? I'll have you know I'm in my pr-" his voice was cut off as the winds picked up around them, the two suddenly being battered by the raging sands. 

The light of the sun had been subdued by a maelstrom of wind and sand that had seemingly appeared out of nowhere in a matter of moments, taking the duo by complete surprise. Sarah had to yell to make her voice be heard, grabbing Darian by the hand and leading them in the direction of one of the desert mountains she had seen earlier. 

"Come on! We must find shelter!" her actions would however be in vain and in the commotion of the sandstorm they would be separated, both ending up lost in the desert as the minutes turned into hours and the light of day faded to the dark of night.

After hours of stumbling through the storm in the dark, Sarah would collapse defeated in the sand, unable to fight the storm any longer. She crawled and crawled as far as she could manage and just as she was about to give up, her hand would strike a slab of ancient stone. In those last moments of consciousness, she would bear witness to a looming shadow barely seen through the midst of the storm.

An ancient ruin, half buried in the sands.

 

Spoiler

A mysterious sandstorm has fallen upon the desert, what mysteries will it unearth?

Keep your eyes peeled on the forums, more information to come soon. :)

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[Epicethan4 948]

Morroick Starbreaker taps the long table before him. “We need teh do some thin’ with that map” the dwarf spoke to himself “METALDRINKS!”

[D3F4LT 1026]

Nagorain uses the map to navigate the steamships towards the location to tactically encircle the ruins.

 

[Jihnyny 5233]

Spoiler

finally. . . an event in the south. 

 

[Wulfric 472]

4 hours ago, Epicethan4 said:

Morroick Starbreaker taps the long table before him. “We need teh do some thin’ with that map” the dwarf spoke to himself “METALDRINKS!”

Obok Metaldrinks woke up from his Shmuuradin orange and pickle booze induced slumber and lumbered out from under the table “Aye aye calm yerself, ive already found t'e place” the sobering dwarf said  “'ave t'e ot'ers pack provisions and tools, ancient caves and ruins call on us yet again kin”

[PrimnyaQuorum 3999]

A Librarian, one of few, watches as a desert it has trekked becomes consumed by a storm of its own sand.

 

A Curiosity not wholly its own guides it forward - History, a Tale to be written.