It's a pensive moment, and I savor it, for I must believe that a grand adventure waits for me beyond that shrine, beyond the rocky plateaus that wall in this desert, beyond the Arabia-inspired dwellings that dot the sands.
I see a shrine in the distance signaling a friendly oasis, but it's lonely here, and I long to catch a ride on the hot breezes that blow past. The arid ground below its hooves has been cracked by the sun's intense heat, and only husks are left where vegetation once thrived. I look across the Alik'r desert from atop my steed.
