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Class 7 Mission: Collecting Samples for the Order

Novada is a desert and grassland state. The area was once forested, but has since been clearcut to make room for wheat, corn and other crops. The desert that was once a small and cold has since grown nearly double in size thanks to the deforestation and climate change in the area. There are 3 main regions in Novado, Stumplands is the name given to the barren land of tree stumps on the west coats of the Laurentia. It was here almost all of the Laurentia's lumber and wood came from. All that cutting and deforestation also resulted in the creation of both the Desert of Shifting Sands and the Stumplands. A seemingly average arid desert, these sands take to heart the aspect of balance and counterbalance. With arid hot days come bitter cold nights. With rain and humidity in one week comes drought and flash fires the next, with senses of danger comes senses of peace. The land itself is the embodiment of both extremes in shifting, alternating tandem. The Devoid Grasslands is a region of the Laurentia that is relatively barren and void of living things, besides grass that is. The grass however is not green, it is a light tan colour that makes it appear as sand from far off. In the wind, grass vortexes are whipped up creating quite the sight. A massive Grand Canyon also runs through this state.
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Re: Class 7 Mission: Collecting Samples for the Order

Fri Dec 15, 2017 2:44 am

♣As Huxley pushed himself against the sand-swept stone, subtle movement could be felt in the sands surrounding the outcropping, slow dragging sounds as the sands shifted. Some sand began to pour over the top of the outcropping, sprinkling across Huxley's head as it descended. If he looked up, he might get some in his eyes, blinding him. Meanwhile, at the sounds of the sand around, the nomads stopped their movement and sounds, becoming hushed in crippling fear, eyes moving this way and that. The shifting continued for several minutes, before slowly stopping, leaving the desert around them eerily silent. Even after the movements and sound stopped, the nomads remained still and silent, clearly too frightened to move. A moment later, a loud guttural, almost farting noise, abruptly broke the silence, making all of the nomads jump in surprise. It was one of the pack camels above, who was clearly bored with having been left alone for so long. Silence again fell after the camel's outbreak, only to be broken again by the sound of whooshing sand and the camel's scream, which half way through was cut off. Silence again fell....but this time lasted.♣

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