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On the morning of day 8, the troubadours take a separate road and Alzar’s caravan continues to the south. The mountains are still in the distance, but slowly shrinking in size as they parallel them. They’ll grow again soon enough.
Later that day, a local water hole is spotted and they head over. As they do, a group of 8 men leap out from small brush and rocks to ambush the caravan and take its things, but a Sleep spell that drops 4 of them scares the others and they run off, but not before another is paralyzed by a Hold Person. The bodies had no gold, and Alzar gave the items to others in the caravan. They resupply their water reserves here extensively, and spend the night by the water hole.
As day 9 is underway, a cloud of dust can be seen off the horizon. Within thirty minutes the cloud has really picked up in size and scope and is heading their way. Everyone stops and gets inside wagons and secures steeds and items on top of the wagons and then heads in. For hours, windstorms beat down the area, blowing in sand and dust from the nearby desert about 100 miles away, but close enough to be used in this storm. The entire day is wasted just holing up, and then getting out and verifying everything is here. A few small items went missing, but nothing too valuable.
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