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Pilot: Memory of the Sacred Diver
The skies over the Endless Desert were clear and blue but the sun which hung up above was both hot and blinding, making it difficult just to look up. In the warmth of the desert, the only shade provided was in the City of Fallen Angels, a series of dilapidated structures which stretch within the desert. Even then, it was still incredibly hot. Scavenging birds hung over head, cawing as they searched for food.
The adventurers find themselves fortunate, underneath the desert. However, the dungeon they have found themselves in was surprisingly stuffy, and it wasn't hard to break a sweat. Though there were towns in the dungeon, they were few and far between. Due to the fact that the dungeon villages were a recent phenomena, no accurate maps have been made yet to depict the location of all the villages.
The party stands within a long hall way, the sun beaming down on them from above. Behind the party is a rusted staircase leading to the outside. Further down the halls, the King's Slayer awaited the party perhaps. Or maybe he didn't.
The skies over the Endless Desert were clear and blue but the sun which hung up above was both hot and blinding, making it difficult just to look up. In the warmth of the desert, the only shade provided was in the City of Fallen Angels, a series of dilapidated structures which stretch within the desert. Even then, it was still incredibly hot. Scavenging birds hung over head, cawing as they searched for food.
The adventurers find themselves fortunate, underneath the desert. However, the dungeon they have found themselves in was surprisingly stuffy, and it wasn't hard to break a sweat. Though there were towns in the dungeon, they were few and far between. Due to the fact that the dungeon villages were a recent phenomena, no accurate maps have been made yet to depict the location of all the villages.
The party stands within a long hall way, the sun beaming down on them from above. Behind the party is a rusted staircase leading to the outside. Further down the halls, the King's Slayer awaited the party perhaps. Or maybe he didn't.
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