[OOM] The Westersand, First Day, with Jay. (Prethreading.)

[fluffiest_archadian]

The first hour or so out on the Westersand - an area more rock and clay than sand, but covered in a heavy layer of stuff nonetheless - is relatively uneventful. A few cactus-like creatures skitter across their path. Once or twice, something that looks like a burlap sack with a large, grinning tomato for a head gets too close and is shot down by an archer.

Sherral brings his chocobo alongside Jay's after a while, glancing over at him. "Are you dealing with the heat all right?"

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[runningred]

"I don't know. I think we made a pretty good job of it." A little bit pleased with himself much.

Jay eases back into the rhythm of the ride, scanning the surrounding as they go. "So you think we'll have much time to make up before we hit camp?"

[fluffiest_archadian]

"We're still making good time, so far," Sherral says. "Provided we do not find ourselves stumbling upon any more bandit camps with dragons, we should make up the time we've lost with ease."

[runningred]

"One dragon a day is enough for me." Jay hums. It would be true to say he gets bored easily after combat. If things are quiet for a while, Jay turned down the comms inside his helmet and puts on some music. Yes, his helmet has an mp3 player.

[fluffiest_archadian]

The journey is fairly uneventful, and eventually they reach their camp for the the night.