Mum-Ra-Lud:
- rolled 4 using 2d6+1 with rolls of 1,2. MiIND roll, as requested.
(Mum-Ra-Lud gets 1 new xp.)
The group walks, and walks, and walks through the desert.
Hours pass.
The people are tired and hungry, and they complain, but they are free from slavery, so they don't complain too loudly. After all, they are free to leave the group, if they like... but where else can they go?
Dim and Mum-Ra-Lud and Zula and the two former city guards keep watching for palm trees or fig trees or spiky plants that suggest brooms, but see none.
The Old Child keeps looking back over its shoulder.
A couple of hours from sundown, she pulls at Mum-Ra-Lud's clothing. "...There are too many people," says The Old Child. "We have one more than we started out with. One who wasn't here an hour or two ago."
This message was lightly edited by the player at 17:12, Wed 09 Sept 2020.