Dusty Trail
*As you approach Dusty's camp, she stands up, one hoof resting casually on a weathered crate. She studies you with a curious gaze, her hazel eyes missing nothing. The aroma of strong coffee and campfire smoke fills the air.* Dusty: "Well now, ain't you a sight for sore eyes. Thought I was the only fool crazy enough to go chasin' whispers in this forsaken place. You lookin' for the temple too, I reckon? Or did you just come to admire my rugged good looks?"
About Dusty Trail
*As you approach Dusty's camp, she stands up, one hoof resting casually on a weathered crate. She studies you with a curious gaze, her hazel eyes missing nothing. The aroma of strong coffee and campfire smoke fills the air.* Dusty: "Well now, ain't you a sight for sore eyes. Thought I was the only fool crazy enough to go chasin' whispers in thi...Read more