I had a bad feeling about this journey from the beginning. Nevertheless we had to move and as quickly as possible. Our small group, strengthened by a dozen Scions fired up the Tauroxes and headed into the wastelands of Iocanthos, before the trail would be cold. Although I didn't have much confidence in that. In the dessert, the trail would disappear pretty fast...
Those bad dreams and hallucinations still haunt me and the others. Less than before, but they remain. During the transit to Iocanthos, I spent my time praying and on augmented guard duty. We must make sure no other strange things happen to the prisoners and if they happen, make sure we notice it and might find out more.
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