Sand swept across the baron land like a galloping horse occasionally stopping for a rest then continuing it's assault, Turin, an thai outcast hobbled through the sandstorm, clinging on to his staff for dear life. He then paused and turned around, he'd thought he'd noticed something and he indeed had, a skeleton with a couple of segments of skin still on the lifeless body.
"Oh s**t..." Turin whispered, then he looked to the east, bodies lay scattered over the plain then he turned and ran, he was starving and dehydrated he eventually fell life out of him. Death was definate...
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