Operation Desert Storm <Void Quest — Gate in the Dunes>

[Enel]

Shattered Sands takes place in-between the last post and this post.

I was tired, now I’m shattered. I lean on my staff and turn to the first of my disciples. “This home of yours better be close by.”

“Ujabo.”

I’m going to take that as a yes. If it’s not a yes, I’m going to do some more stabbing.

We trudge through the sands for far too long until – finally – we come across a large vehicle in the distance. They point it out excitedly. This is their home.

Shit. I should’ve just headed for that nameless town.

As we approach, swarms of them spill out to greet the newcomers and assess me. My disciples run forward.

They point to me and spill words in hushed tones. Cries of what sound like awe and doubt go through the rapidly-assembling  crowd. Finally, the first of my followers turns to me and kneels. Then the next two. Then the ones behind.

I grin. I could certainly use some more cannon fodder.