A caravan returns from hauling water...

Mazur turned to Kihrain and chuckled. They had just received payment from the Caravan Master.

“It’s their money, but I think they are truly Mad.”

Kihrain nodded his head sagely in reply.

Mazur continued, “So much gold, so many camels...all to haul water across the desert…and then leave it there? They are truly mad….the Orath clan is assuredly on the decline.”

Kihrain shrugged his shoulders expressively. “I hear rumor they are after buried treasure…”

Mazur snorted…

Kihrain continued, “….a long journey across the Anvil of Harad….surely it is that act of mad, yet also brave men?”

Mazur looked at Kihrain…and then they both broke into laughter. A moment later, someone coughed quietly behind them. They turned and there stood a man weathered by sun and sand. He bowed respectfully.

“Peace be with you, I apologise for interrupting…I could not help but hear some of your comments. Would you mind if I asked you some questions? I would make it worth your while.” He held a purse that bulged invitingly.

Letter from Grendel

Dear Students,

I hope this letter reaches you before you set out for Celenestra.

In my research I have uncovered an interesting item that may perhaps become of use. One of the books you receovered speaks of the legendary battles that took place on the desert lake back in the 2^nd age. The cities at the lakes edge were frequently at war with each other, and battles over the water were commonplace. One battle in particular piqued my interest. Apparently the chief mages of two cities fought each other and managed to sink each other’s ships. A third boat that watched the exchange made it back to port to relate the tale. Apparently one magician burned the other boat with bolts of fire, while the other vessel was swamped with spells that appeared to manipulate water. Despite my best efforts, I have been unable to decipher what specific spells may have been used in this exchange and based on the description of the mages that participated…it may be that they used items of magical power to cast these spells.

Now that all the water in the lake is gone, I wonder about the remains of those ships. What sank to the bottom would now be sitting on the lakebed would it not?

Regards,

Grendel

P.S. Methinks that your chief danger facing you on this trip is a calamity involving your water supply. Safeguard it at all costs. For without it, you will surely perish.