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We rested; still weary from the journey to this arid land. On the sixth day, my mind was restless and we set off into the desert. I feel as though death rides the winds in the shifting heat ahead.

Great birds of prey, foul creatures, and the stinging sand...

We traversed the area outside of town, wandering in search of reason. Before nightfall we found a great tomb; it seemed safer to descend here rather than remain exposed.

The fates are ever signaling our misfortune. The tomb was devoid of any meaningful spoils, but for the pleasure of slaying the dank dwellers within.

There was one great hall, a final chamber of some pagan masters of long ago. Studying the adorned walls was warning enough; Serpents, they are to be part of our future. Their cult masters have withered to dust and bits of bone, but I can sense revival in their sacrifice. As Abhaya and I took refuge in this crypt for the night, I felt a longing for the realm of my past, though I can only see it through a haze of thoughts. That time is over now...only the way ahead remains.

There are cunning warriors here; some with powers I have yet to understand. A great kingdom here once stood, with riches of which tales were never written. Tell me your mysteries, knights of the past...I will seek your vengeance.

Another night greets us with another tomb; this one sneers of dark magic. I've sensed this danger before, like a thousand whispers tugging you to the ground. I know that Abhaya hears them too, her guard is tense, ready to draw.

One of my favourite walkthroughs for sure. Keep it up mate!

I have found you oh dark serpents, your time has come! The way through these halls was cleared in a rage, and baptized in gore.

Before we continued, a decision was made to go back for supplies, to tend to our weapons, and to loosen our minds at the water's edge. No peace came to me, each lapping wave a tremor of the void that beckons me.

Lynx, leopard, lion -- what matter of form where these. I know that great Cat's guard great secrets, and the nature of this cult is becoming clearer. A society of powerful matrons should be heeded well, they are the harbingers of the future.

This world does not yet know.

I found my first artifact of true significance. Those who had enough wisdom to craft this device have already abandoned this plane, it is surely doomed. The symbols on the surface shift in space and through my head, they have shown me things, things that I cannot unsee.