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In a deserted area, an old man was walking nonchalantly dressed in a delightful yellow daraa, a long and loose gown. By his side, an old camel was crushed by the weight of multiple exotic fruits of bright full colour. At each step, the sand was crumbling slowly on the edge of the massive dunes cutting the horizon. The trudge on the gigantic static wave of sand was deadly for the old man, peaking at each moment a sip of water from his gourd. Pulling the camel forward was an impressive task for the merchant, hoping to sell his odds and ends at a relatively high price. Gold was not easy to make in Rudhetria, but the sultan, ruler of the city, was choosy; Ready to pay good money for things out of the ordinary. So it was determined that Gahzo, the old seller, would go to the nearest city in search of goods that could catch the stingy eyes of the dirigeant of Rudhetria. His work paid off, and with excitement, he decided to walk quickly from Yara without any Caravan. Hoping to be the only one to grab the reward.

Sable Noir

Fantasy · The_SkyMix