"Been a long, long time since we were down here... this feels nostalgic, but at the same time... damn this acrid stench is not something I missed though, or this cloying, terrible heat!"
Jahi scrunched her nose and looked around the lava lake, taking in the all too familiar view that we had come to associate with everything Dungeon related thanks to its excellent learning potential for new and intermediate adventurers.
"The Sultanate isn't this bad, is it? Like your skin is being dried out completely no matter where you might be?"
Anput smiled wryly as she shook her head and answered "In some places it's worse. Remember, the Sultanate is open dunes of sand being baked by the sun constantly; funnily enough, you're lucky if the air is still and stagnant. If it's windy, you're getting battered by sand and subjected to even worse heat thanks to the grains clinging to your body and creating a sort of... blanket around your skin."
