[IN PROGRESS] Someone Lost

[knux400]

@seppawku

"I haven't seen anything so far." Brisk is covering most of his face with his robes, leaving only a tiny slit for his eyes.

The storm just gets worse and worse the further you go. The sand seems like it's made of razor blades, and soon enough tiny cuts start to appear in everyone's clothing.

"That's it. We're turning around." Brisk yells over the wind.

Just as quickly as the storm picked up, it fades again once you start heading the other direction. Soon you're back in the much calmer winds near the edge of the forest. It's clear the storm will be impossible to cross without some help.

Brisk begins unloading logs from his backpack and quickly starts a small campfire. In less time than you've ever seen someone build a fire before, a small fire lies a short distance away from the edge of the forest- far enough there's no chance of the plants catching on fire, but close enough the wind isn't an issue. He removes his hood and puts his palms towards the flames, allowing them to warm him. Several tiny cuts on his hands that you didn't notice before begin to disappear. Looking down at your own exposed flesh, you notice the same sort of tiny cuts- especially on your feet, for those of you who are barefoot.

"We should rest here while we think of a way through that storm."

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CURRENT OBJECTIVE: TRAVERSE THE DESERT
FINAL OBJECTIVE: FIND CASKET