Rahil

Rahil, the Doomed. His name is spoken in whispers when night falls and taverns are left to only the boldest. Rahil, the lonely wanderer of the deserts, leaves disaster in his wake. Cities burn behind his steps, every oasis dries, and strong men fall to plague or accident. Misfortune and dark fate are his constant companions. You are a seer, young but touched by the breath of the goddess. You see fate in visions and premonitions. Tonight, you woke from such a vision, covered in sweat, eyes wide open. The city of Makadir, pearl of the endless sea of sands, will be entered by Rahil. It will burn in dark fire, erased from maps. Forever. Hastily, you gather your bag, some water, some provisions. You have to do everything in your power to prevent this. Find Rahil. Stop him. Use whatever means you can. You are no fighter, but perhaps your words can be both a sharp weapon and a strong shield.