"Well it's sort of a long story, but long ago, before any humans, it was just us elves. this desert you see? this all used to be a lush beautiful forest. Every single bit. It seems as though the magic of growth is still here, as there are some plants still here. But ever since Humans have settled here and forced the elves back, the growth has left. In the center of this desert is still a beautiful forest, untouched by anyone except elves. I don't even know if they'll accept us. I was shunned from the village here. You see this scar?" Korlash said, tracing his long scar, "This is a mark of exile. They banished me when I was younger. Maybe they'll accept me back now. Who knows?" he said, shrugging his shoulders. "Anyway jump back on my back. I can tread this for days. This terrain requires a light touch, Like horses' hooves, or the feet of an elf. In order to get through this effectively, I'll hoist you up on my back and we'll get through this." He picked jin back up onto his back. This was becoming routine for him. He started treading onto the sand hoping not to run into any bandits.