
The screaming wind drives stinging sand against your skin as you press up against the rock wall. The pack mules are dead, riddled with arrows. These bandits have been hot on your heels since you left Sietch Jalmud three days ago. Hoping to wear them out and thin their superior numbers, you've pressed on through the deep desert, knowing of a defensible position here at Sakhra Crag.
Battle Music
An arrow whizzes past and skitters among the rocks. In this wind, any sort of accuracy is near-impossible for an ordinary marksman, and the bandits know it. No doubt, they'll be making their move any moment now.
Jana, where were the four of you headed before all this?
Swordsman, name a tactical advantage your group has over theirs.
Soro, apart from greater numbers, name a tactical advantage their group has over yours.