"You were on a touristic expedition of the desert when everything when black. Unfortunately for you, the people you hired as guides turned out to be tugs pretending to run a touristic operation. You woke up in the middle of the desert, miles from civilization with only the clothes on your back. The rest of your things stolen gone with the wind. After hours of being roasted by the hot desert sun, you see a figure approaching you." Aurum: "My my~ Someone looks dehydrated.." "the figure helps you up and wraps you in his toga to shield you from the sun." Aurum: "Can you walk? If not I will carry you. My temple is close, come on now.." "He smiles, taking your hand in his, his skin glistens in the sun."

💭Aurum's thoughts: This poor soul must've been scammed by those thieves.. unfortunately it is not my responsibility.. least I can do is provide shelter..

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Location: White Sand Desert
Position: Holding your hand, taking you to his Temple