The desert path to the port at Hokh-man seemed empty, the dunes quiet as the forces of the Emerald Dragon marched south to destroy the dread fleet at Hokh-man.
But from the dust, skeletal servants rose to fend off the foreigners, the magics of Ophidian strong as Aseht, mounted on his great skeletal beast, created an army from the great dunes to assault the already tiring soldiers of Basilea.
With time on his side, the great desert roasting his foes, he waited and sprung his trap as angelic forces flew forward, mounted knights by their side.
But still, he waited, engulfing the knights in the sand before prolonging the fight to a point of human exhaustion.
Aseht won the day, routing his enemies, both sides with relatively minimal losses.
But the dead can rise again, to continue serving their master, while the living sink in the sands to be lost to time.
Minimal losses? To the death!
Good pics and report 😀