Shabby, torn fabric, stained by weeks of travel and bleached from the harsh sun. Long, thin sticks held the fabric up so it formed a triangle with the earth. The sticks were buried deep within the shifting orange sand to hold off the blistering wind.
Tent, Desert
the trader
civilian
I am a civilian this fine day. I live in the local village with my family. I like to work on the farm.
Yes yes trader. I am in need of some seeds to grow. My farm is dwindling.  I do not have any seeds but maybe an elixir would help?  How would an elixir help? I am just a low civilian. I don't know these things. Do you wish to buy an elixir or not?  I guess that I will. What can I do with it? They will strengthen your body and you will be able to work harder on your farm.  That is amazing! These will surely help. YES. I want some. Here, thank you for seeking me out. Enjoy this elixir.  How long have you been here trader? Your tent shows much wear. I have been here many years, the sun has worn this tent down.  Why don't you move? I have many people in this area who seek my goods out. 