Jowaryan tribe - 2

Jolthar leaned forward, patting Maelruth's neck. "Don't worry about us. We know what we're doing."

Eran mounted his horse, still smiling. "If you say so. Let's get moving. The Jowaryan tribe is waiting, and I'd rather not keep them guessing about whether the Kaezhlar clan can still handle its allies' concerns."

With that, the group of knights set off, with Jolthar riding Maelruth while Eran led the way on horseback.

As they passed through the gates of the estate, the whispers of the onlookers faded behind them.

***

In the heart of a vast, endless desert, where scorching sands concealed millennia of forgotten histories, there existed a civilisation unlike any other—the people of the Daryen Valley.