Two: The Approach

The men follow an uncertain, zig-zagging route toward the circle of cacti. Surly gives frequent huffs of protest as the sun beats down and the trio have begun to notice some sort of waspish black insects that seem to be attracted to their sweat further annoying them and their horses.

"The sun and this heat may kill us before we find our next shelter." Xur'Tual pulls his hood farther down to keep the sun off of his face.