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Post by Andion Isurand on Sept 24, 2013 8:21:49 GMT -8
It was an hour before dawn, and the chilly desert night held the members of the Dwarven trade caravan hostage in their blankets. They were still over a hundred miles from Ascore and the underdark trade roads that would take them to Citadel Adbar. They were at the desert's edge, several miles west of the Far Forest. The surrounding terrain possessed many dunes and small hills, dotted with bushes and patches of tall grass. Those guarding the caravan, and had been up all night standing watch. They were growing tired and sleepy and would take to sleeping in one of the wagons once the merchants and tradesmen began moving again.
ENTER SCENE: At least 2 PCs
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