Luneshale Pass oil & stone

maybe @Rashepses? <3

all evenings thus far died in a cloying heat-death. khusobek had become miserable, but persevered in his perusal of trails to hunt later. and when the sky at last darkened, he threw off his malaise and skulked into the night in search of antelope or sheep.

there was half a mind in him to call another of the mazoi, but not now, not as he looked into the deep purple shadows of another desert night and felt many kinds of hunger.