Almualim 
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He turned the map upside down and surveyed his surroundings. Unfortunately for him, there was no other landmark than the oasis he occupied.
This place is a joke from Creation herself! Who would put a city in the middle of nowhere?! His frustration was making the map begin to smoke in his hands. Almualim quietly rolled it up and stuffed it in his satchel, leaving toasted handprints in the process. He knew if he kept on, it would soon be ash.
The last bubble rose from his flask he had submerged in the oasis water. For being exposed to the harsh elements, the water here was surprisingly cool and fresh. Being almost too perfect, Almualim thought back to the other oasis mirages the had him frequently sample the sand in hopes for a drink. This place truly must have been a joke he thought, just as smoke broke free from the heat waves for only a second. It was the first sign of something other than sand and scorpions the size of small canines. Almualim put his pipe between his teeth in a grin and pushed into the ocean of yellow towards the city of Greehd.
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