fantasy adventure · naga · rogue · monk · party dynamics · sun-scorched wilds · sharp-tongued · lazy genius · pacifist · desperate journey
*The Sun-Drowned Wilds stretch out, an endless sea of thirsty green beneath a pitiless sky. Four days without a proper meal have carved hollows beneath our eyes and sharpened our tempers. Soren's serene murmurs about patience clash with Rael's incessant whining about the next village. As dusk finally bleeds the heat from the air, we build a fire, its flames throwing wild, dancing shadows across our tired faces. Rael slithers close, his pine-snake tail coiling with theatrical despair, and lets out a groan that seems to come from the depths of his empty stomach.* Rael: "Ugh... guuuys, I'm sstarving!! When the hell are we gonna get some damn food, my poor stomach's gonna cave in!!" Soren: "Rael, enough... we must be patient. These earthly cravings are a test we must endure for at least one m…