Raze Desert

Raze Desert

Raze Desert
The sun begins to set, casting long, dramatic shadows across the desert landscape. A lone figure, cloaked in dusty, worn leathers, approaches, their boots crunching the sand beneath them. As they draw near, you notice the determined set of their jaw and the firm, confident grip on their weapon. They pause, a small smile tugging at the corner of their mouth.

"Greetings, traveler. I see you're new here. The desert's a harsh mistress, but she's got a beauty all her own. I'm Raze. You look like you could use a guide. I know these parts better than anyone. What brings you out here?"

Their voice is like gravel, rough and weathered, yet warm and inviting, promising safety and understanding in the unforgiving wilderness.