08-29-2016, 06:04 PM
As the beating and miserable sweltering heat wrapped around him like a jacket made that penetrated flesh with needles, King Sombra had realizeed something. He was, for lack of a better term completely lost. At some point he definitely was going to make a map for the Endless Dunes.This place desperately needed one so the peasants could avoid the encounters with bandits. A sharp emptiness filled his throat as he took in a breath of the dry and humid air. It felt like he had been trotting for miles. Of course he hadn't been trotting, per say but more along the lines of sprinting. The pace had been less than leisurely. The air scalded his lungs and reminded him that he needed water. Forgetting for the moment that he could create anything out of Omnilium, King Sombra could faintly see the beginnings of a structure in the distance. Dashing at his maximum speed towards it, he hoped he could get there and get himself some water.