Kiyelt had made a trip to Jauhar for a change of scenery, it had been some time since he had touched base with his friends there. Iroia and Sauron's families had exploded respectively. He felt somewhat left behind, but well you couldn't win all the hearts he was sure that the person he was meant for was out there.. somewhere. Maybe he should have been a monk.

There was something strange going on in Jauhar, it felt more like Oba than he remembered. The ground crunched underneath his feet. The plants were drooping in displeasure and everywhere seemed abnormally dry. If this was what was happening here he wondered what was going on in Oba. Would people there even be able to come out of their houses in the desert with the heat like this?

He shook his head and headed to the market to see what was going on.

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