Abtatu was displeased with the Abtati of ages past. Their lush lands had been scorched until it was nothing but sand as punishment for their arrogance and ignorance. The chosen people inherited this harsh land for a harsh lesson.
But Abtatu was not a malevolent god. Oasis existed to provide...
Abtatu's lessons were learned. The desert had finished its teachings for now. The path was clear and opened. Abtatu willed the wandering child to seek out knowledge from afar for his people. They needed to know. New lessons needed to be taught back home.
Teriteqas' lone journey of forty years...
So apparently I was not welcome to an audience with Gerra, but I have made my presence known in Amol-Kalit. Since I will not receive Gerra's help getting a dope ass snake for my boy Amankh, Steve will be raising some of Amankh's sand elf people who are willing to help him out. To do this he is...
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