Night patrol
The sun hung high in the azure sky, enveloping the sand hills in a scorching heat that seemed unending in this arid region. Yet, as the day gave way to the night, gentle and cool breezes carried a sense of relief.
The group, with the carriage in tow, made their way toward Boulise. The path towards the town led through small villages.
It was a half-day journey, and the sun was starting to sink into the western horizon, taking the light with him. The sun painted the sky in hues of orange and red before disappearing below the horizon.
Aragon followed the rest of the group and could now see the town. Aragon also caught sight of the town.