The desert resounds with the hoofbeats of raiders as they descend upon a lonely outpost. Sails snap and unfurl as explorers journey toward treasure and treachery on the Crowded Sea. In the Old Bazaar of golden Madinat, merchants haggle over silks and spices and rings of silver, their words merging with the din of the crowd. Then the gongs of the mosques begin to sound. A hush passes over the city as the priests call the faithful to prayer. While the enlightened masses bow their heads, miles away—among the ruins of the Haunted Lands—a whirlwind rises, shifting the sand to reveal another idol, another tribute to some nameless, forgotten god.

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