Finally his system overheats, leaving him dead and alone in the sands. His heart must work hard to circulate it. Before long, his blood is thick and gummy. His mouth becomes dry and bitter, his lips, tongue, and throat grow swollen. If he does not have enough water, he grows too weak to move. As the days drag on, he feels sick and feeble. A man cannot drink fast enough to replenish the fluids he loses. It climbs toward its zenith and the temperature rises relentlessly: 100 degrees by midmorning, 110 at noon, 130 - sometimes even 150 - by late afternoon. The world is a desertįrom the first moments of dawn until the last twinkling of dusk, the crimson sun shimmers in the olive-tinged sky like a fiery puddle of blood. Life hangs by a thread in this barren land, it is unforgiving to the weak, and now it is up to you to write your own story in blood and glory. This is Athas, the world of the DARK SUN campaign setting, a dying planet of savagery and desolation. This bleak wasteland isīeneath a crimson sun lie wastelands of majestic desolation and cities of cruel splendor, where sandal clad heroes battle ancient sorcery and terrible monsters. Silt, and selfish kings squander their subjects’ lives building Singing winds call travelers to slow suffocation in the Sea of Of the salt plains to plunder lonely caravans, mysterious Land of blood and dust, where tribes of feral elves sweep out Sand scour the foliage from the barren ground. The life from anything that crawls or flies, and storms of
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