The bright horizon goes on and on in
all directions. There is no obvious way to
go. The dunes are wide and rolling, with dips and valleys as well as
tall peaks. It will be laborious terrain to cross.
However, Eurynome pulls out a string worked with
beads and charms tied with a small, conical crystal at one end.
The crystal bobs slightly as she lets it down like a plumb-line,
hanging from between her fingers, palm down. The woman begins to
mumble to herself as slowly, she turns in a circle, eyes fixed upon
the tiny movements of the crystal. She slows down as she faces the
north, the little crystal trembles ever so slightly. She turns
slightly back west and finds a spot in her circuit. When her hand rests
there, the crystal jangles and sways at the bottom of its line.
“There's a lot of water,” she
announces, “this way.”
You've heard that seers and magicians
use such tools to divine things unseen. There seems to be no other obvious
way to go and Eurynome looks convinced that what she is saying is
true. You make what little preparations you can agains the desert
sun and begin walking. The day is already hot and the morning has
barely begun.
However, you walk for less than an hour
before topping a ridge and seeing an amazing sight on the horizon.
There is a temple, It for it to appear so
large at this distance it must be truly massive: larger than the
palace of the Sultan. A narrow channel crosses it's grounds, holding
the tantalizing hope of water within. There are all kinds of
out-buildings around the temple as well, a small town's worth. You
will be able to see more once you get closer.
There is also a small tent between you
and the temple, just a short walk away. It is made of outlandish
purple fabric and seems to be sewn with gleaming crescents and stars.
You wonder what all of this could portend.
The road is supposed to
stretch on for weeks before reaching the small farming towns of the
mountains. You have never heard mention of such an extravagant
temple existing along the way.
Adib: You
note that whoever is in the tent has posted no watchers. You could
slip away, or sneak up to the tent without being noticed, as the
ridges of sand are tall enough to conceal a crouching man.
Soren: You
are not sure how Eurynome's divination works. To your eye, it seemed
as if she was addressing someone. Perhaps she prayed to her deity,
who granted her a boon. She is definitely not unskilled in the
magical arts.
Eurynome:
The temple is richly populated with people of all
shapes and sizes. They buzz around, going about their business. But
they are very strange people. Perhaps of an exotic race.
You
are all on the edge of the valley in which the temple is located.
Some obvious options are to visit the tent first, sneak up on it, or
sneak past it. It looks to be a little less than an hour's walk
before you can reach the temple itself.

Adib stares at the tent for a long moment, before giving a crooked grin. "That sure is an interesting tent. It might be even more interesting to see what's inside of it." After a moment to see if anyone else has words of wisdom, criticism, or anything else, he'll start walking with an obviously forced nonchalance looking back a couple of times to see what action, if any, the other two take.
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