"Another Tza Fiend though... I wonder how eccentric this one will be. Hera, was there anything about its capabilities inside of the report? And is there anything else that we might just need to know about as we head to Bascra?"
Our mounts bounded over the sand dunes with ease, carrying all of our weight and moving faster than they had any right to as they helped to get us from point a to point b all in a few hours, crossing miles upon miles of nothingness faster than we could on foot.
The wind whipping against our bodies caused the riding robes we were wearing to press against our skin, whilst the veils that Hera recommended we wear protected us from the harsh barrage of sand that threatened to slice through our skin and whittle down our strength even before we reached our destination.
