Prologue

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The sand is swaying in the wind. The deserts heat burns on the soldiers faces. Their senses focused on their surrounding. Their cold eyes and old scars show the hardship of battle. Some men are armed with a sable sword, some with daggers and trowing knives. The desert is filled with the noise from two battling clans, sword on sword. With no end in sight, their swords clashes in to each other . The Alyzian clan and the Tahibian clan emblem can be proudley seen on the tunics of the soldiers. The sand dunes can't bare the weight of the two armies marching across it, some soldiers fall and trip over their fallen comrades and some sink up to their knees in the loos sand. The clans battle, kill and divisive each other with nasty tricks. While the war is raging on, there are thief's that appear from underneath the sand and from behind abandoned runes like sand ghosts with long sand colored cloths. The thief's took this war as an opportunity to steal all their belongings. They're out on the gold and gems that lies in each of the clan camps. The thief's leader divided the group in two and spit up. One group goes to the South Tahibian camp and the other to the North Alyzian camp. Right When they wanted to enter these camps, each group noticed that there were some people left in each of the camps. This didn't go to plan, they were sure that they all would go to war, that there wouldn't be anybody left. They even send spies to watch the clans every move and  report back. Well now that plan failed they wanted to retreat and regroup with the others. But the patrols near the clans borders from from each clans found out and immediately send a soldier with a message to their chief at the battle ground. He dissided to send troupes to kill the intruders that invaded their camps. They managed to kill a few of them but they didn't succeed, some of them escaped, barely. The remaining thief's somehow went unnoticed and took the gold. With filled bags of stolen gold they ran across the desert while the war still raging on at the main battle ground. Their plan was to hide in the near abandoned villages, but they didn't even get close. Even the thief's lost their stolen gold. They lost it to a merciless sand storm.

Nobody, not until this day knows how the clan war began. That war will remain a mystery. But we know that the interference of the thief group painted the dessert red, with gold and gems scattert and hidden in those and dunes. They say that the remnants of that same thief group now dwells in this area, searching  for their stolen loot. But... will they succeed? Who will find it first? And what adventures will come from that in the desert Memmun?

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