Bring Food to Klima!
The people of the Oasis of Klima were starving and desperately needed food! In the exchange point of Klima, a parasite (Toxoplasma gondii) had infested almost all food and made it inedible.
The last caravan only made it as far as the ruins of the Oasis of Mandara. There, a violent sandstorm caught them by surprise. The caravan leaders tried to bring the food into the labyrinth, but the men disappeared, presumably perishing in the quicksand.
The Southern Trade Alliance and Oasis of Lame Kaiila equipped an expedition as quickly as possible. They set off a few days ago….
As every desert dweller knows, east of the Oasis of Lame Kaiila begins a dangerous area with plenty of quicksand, in which one sometimes has to wade up to one’s knees for hours. Only a few caravan leaders know the uncertain paths.
After a strenuous march in the blazing sun, almost always moving in single file, the ruins of the Oasis of Mandara finally came into view. There’s a little water there, but little protection from the sandstorms. As expected, some of the surviving Kaiila were recaptured.
Afterward, most members of the expedition climbed into the two known entrances to the ancient labyrinth to search for the food crates. Others remained on the surface with the Kaiila. The area as a whole is very unsafe, and even Kurii had been seen there.
Remains of the lost caravan were soon discovered. They even found an open crate of dried fish and several barrels of Ka-la-na.
After the entire labrintt had been thoroughly searched, the crates were loaded and they marched on to the Exchange Point of Klima, which was completely deserted and empty.
As the guards of the dunes and a few others know, the path behind the Exchange Point climbs steeply, through high dune ridges, to a plateau. The Oasis of Klima itself lies in a wide valley, which is not so easy to find, because one has to descend into the salt mines.
The entrance to the salt mines is extremely difficult to find and is also blocked by a heavy gate to protect the interior from the constant sandstorms.
After all members of the caravan had arrived safely in the salt mines and no one had been injured by the salt sharks (in some places you have to wade through relatively deep water), you could finally march to the exit of the mines and to the Oasis of Klima itself.
One can imagine how happy the inhabitants of the oasis were when the rescuers unloaded and stacked numerous crates of all kinds of food in the well-known tavern T’zshal’s Inn!
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