Chapter 3
by 
Sly Von Schwarz
The adventure begins...
The Dusty Plains
Below the Mountains On High lay the infinite wastes before you. Rocky brown hills with lonely jagged trees and scattered patches of yellow grass roll in long, mild slopes toward the east where the land passes out of all knowledge. The full flaming might of both suns blares upon your tan skin that pours with sweat as you loosen your humble top, and dust devils dance and whistle around a forgotten ruin, older and more worn than the mysterious walls of Erosia.