[b][h3]The Gorge[/h3][/b]

Walking through the lush forests of the great gorge west of Sekumaeya desert, in southern Panmundia, Conan was getting very bored. Out of all the Outlaws, he was the first to wake up today, and was horribly thirsty, so he went to seek out the nearest watering hole. Even though he had to put up with the annoying act of going to drink alone, without company, he just couldn't sleep again after awakening in the day. Getting lost in the woods was not an issue for Conan, as he has spent enough time here to know all the routes to the rivers and ponds that dot the forests near the gorge. Shaking the last tree in his way aside, Conan descended to a nearby pond to drink. As he lowered his body to lap up some water, he saw some movement in the skies: as if they shattered! Conan was unfamiliar with rifts and how they work, so he has never seen an immigrant before, let alone spoken to one. But this was something that drew his attention from drinking to observing this odd spectacle.
"What in the three deserts was that?" he muttered to himself, as he took a gulp of water and continued drinking, before he actually noticed a small, dark dot falling from the skies. This was even more awkward, for he never saw any precipitation resembling dark dots, but it looked like an object. He blinked thrice to make sure it was not an illusion, or something bad having to do with his eyesight. He observed the dot and watched in which direction it was going to fall, hoping to find out what it was all about.