Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150428005035/@comment-25828117-20150428134311

If only he still had enough water… Then he wouldn’t have been stuck in this infernal storm right now. No, then he could’ve afforded himself to wait it out in his tent.

Arik squinted his eyes as much as humanly possible without basically closing them. All the while he had his keffiyeh wrapped around his face so no sand would fly in. Though it surely felt like it didn’t help, not a single measure to battle against the sandstorm seemed to, actually. His loose clothing flapped around through the wind, followed by the uncomfortable 'whipping' of the sand against his body.

His horse seemed even worse off, it was a hammerfellian horse, not one of those thick skinned mammoth-like things from Skyrim. It made strained neighs, begging Arik to get it out of this hellhole. But the redguard wasn’t even sure where they were. The sandstorm limited his vision to a radius of only a few feet.

The shovel and pickaxe cluttering behind him was the only sound that could be heard over the wind.

“Come now Arabesk… Push on through…” Arik encouraged the horse like it was a person.

At that exact moment, the pickaxe dangling on the Horse’s ass, thanks to the wind, seemed to now have turned in such a way that the sharp edge pressed right into the Horse’s buttocks.

Arik didn’t know what happened when the animal started kicking and screaming, tossing the Redguard off in the process.

Arik landed in the sand below, face first.

Discombobulated and dazed by what had just happened Arik quickly looked up and spat some sand out of his mouth that had gotten in now that his keffiyeh had fallen loose from his nose and mouth.

“Pfft! Bah!” he grumbled.

It had only been a few seconds but the horse was already a vague shape, hidden by the sandstorm.

“Arabesk!” Arik shouted, again he was rewarded with a gob filled with sand.

“W-w-wait!” The redguard sputtered after he coughed up his previous serving.

He watched in horror as the horse made off in the distance and he couldn’t catch up. At least he thought that was the horse. It has to be… Wait…

Arik quickly looked around, the sandstorm played tricks on him, he couldn’t make out where he or his horse was.

But with little time to stand idly by he walked in the direction he thought Arabesk had gone with his arm stretched in front of his face, to shield him from the barrage of sand and wind being cast at him. Until he suddenly felt the sand under his feet give way. The redguard lost his balance and tumbled forward, with nothing to hold himself he felt his body ragdoll downwards.

<p class="MsoNormal">Then, everything went black.