[Ding!]
[Calculating proximity in miles to the camp of the Skullrider, Third in Triune, DESERT LORD ZAFTIG. . .]
[Lord host. It is another half mile.]
[Routes are confirmed! Successfully added to Map Digitum for outsourcing. I'm currently of the opinion we leave now and make it there before dusk hits.]
"Hmm?" Rafel scratched his chin in thought. He let his closed eyelids drop and his vision was filled with the exposition of the wonderful savannah birds hopping on great bison barks. In the distant lake, bronze hippos frothed in the water. Rafel was not sure, but beasts akin to elephants roamed in the furthest reaches of the plain lands. He shifted his gaze, glancing to his harem and wondering if they were quite ready to begin again.
