TRAVEL FROM tASSA SEA TOWARD tHAHARI  DESERT (CARTASSA) 

 

Our Oasis was now a reality, the castle was renovated even if a little gloomy, the houses of the inhabitants were built, life had taken the right direction, the ships arrived, the word had spread throughout the Planet of the new Oasis,

 

Oasis was now a reality, the castle was renovated even if a little gloomy, the houses of the inhabitants were built, life had taken the right direction, the ships arrived, the word had spread across the Planet of the new Oasis, all the ships Pirates, who left or were headed to Anango, sailing from North to South, or headed towards the large cities of Brundisium, Port Kar, or even further east up the Wosk river, towards the Olni river, with the city of the same name, very large very rich, or towards the Thentis river, from where the track starts for the Great Sardar, or for the Sanctuary, thousands of young people every year, before they turn twenty-five years old, have to make the Pilgrimage.

Some Captains at the port were talking about the En-Kara fair, it was the great celebration of the Gorean New Year, on that occasion thousands of people from all over the planet exhibited their goods, I had never been to that fair, I always felt the leader of the Merchants, sometimes the Ambassador, and I was curious to see her, the Oasis was now built, everything was calm and I had excellent administrators, I no longer had ties, Margot with the slave Alika, left to return to the island of Leisure, I had no more news from them, I was alone now, I had the desire to cross the desert again and see again the place where I was born, in the great Tahari desert, and from there passing through the glorious city of AR, I would go to proud, this year there was going to be a conference of Scribes and Magistrates and I didn't want to miss it.

I organized the trip in every detail, I wanted to disembark at the port of Ship Rock, I wanted to revisit the places of my childhood, I remember that Korat, the city where I lived with my adoptive father, Sir Mith and Lady BB, had fallen to the Panthers of the forest, we fled at night to Ship Rock and from there, we embarked for the North, Leaving ruin and death behind us

I didn't take many men with me, just some trusted guards and some slaves, the crossing to the mainland wasn't very long, we passed by the island of moor, they had rebuilt it but much smaller, I had lived there, many memories emerged in my mind, but I closed my eyes, so as not to remember, the next day we disembarked at the small port of Kanras, now everything had changed, we asked if any caravan was headed for the desert, after speaking with many Bedouin merchants, they finally told us that there was it was a possibility of a caravan, but only for the Four Palms oasis, the next day finally, they warned me for a caravan, which went down to Kargash, then Turia, Omen valley, Kataii, and finally we would arrive at the Two Scimitars Oasis, it was there that the great En-Kara fair would be held that year, they told me that the city of Tor was at war with the city of AR, for this reason, we would cross the desert from further south, keeping stay away from any trouble.

It promised to be a long journey, I wasn't prepared enough, I hadn't crossed the desert for many years, and I had some small fears, about the unknowns of the future, we set off with a certain enthusiasm, but sometimes the future proves to be different from reality, therefore something terrible was waiting for us around the corner.

In fact, after leaving Gargash headed for Turia, the horizon darkened, the Caravan leader said that we would stop, due to that storm coming, I was not prepared for this new test that the King Priests were sending us, we relied on the skill of the Bedouins, who identified a clearing protected by some rocks, with extreme speed they tied the tents together, dug a large ditch in the sand, we covered ourselves with sheets and blankets, it was something terrible, it lasted for a few hours, the wind carried away everything it encountered on his way, even some Camels disappeared from the field, carried away by that terrible wind, finally everything passed, the merchants counted the damage, collecting as much of their goods and animals as they could, the leader of the Merchants after a careful evaluation, decided it was better to reach the city of Cartassa, a little further north, we would have bought them back food and water, I didn't know

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