You roam the wastelands of Snooty Steppes, nothing but a desert. What was once a village on a cliff is now a few roofs just sticking out of the desert sand. You managed to fight off a few thieves, but you feel worn out. The heat, the enemies, and the stress is just too much for you. As you walk, you hear him yell, yelling at you from afar, something you had hoped you would never have to hear.