A raider party

As you slowly open your eyes blinking out the daylight you hear a distant shifting sound. Springing to your feet from the pile of lusty sleeping bodies you rush to the top of the nearby dune looking over to see an approaching sandship sailing on skis quockly approaching your camp straight into the- FUCK!

you sprint down the hill immediately lightly slaping your companions awake to which they grumpily awaken sensing that its urgent. You immediately begin picking up what you can of their luggage.

Tara: “what the fuck are you-“

“RUN.”

Karna: “no just tell us what-“

“MINEFIELDS GONNA BLOW. RUN!!!”

They both go wide eyed grabbing up their various belongings before taking off with you away from the hill at full sprint. You get at least 30ft away from camp and find a large rock to hide behind as your companions snuggle up into cover with you. Waiting a few minutes before hearing a demonic explosion only describable as “the sound the gates of hell opening would make”, as a bright light makes it look like nighttime in contrast as a large cloud of smoke and flying rubble billows. As the sky clears up and the explosions stop you all slowly peak over the rock seeing the back half of the ship charred with bits of molten metal dripping in it and various bandits and raiders crawling away and dragging bodies away from the smoldering heap. You all take off as somone looks in your direction, never bothering to figure out if they were actually chasing you after that.