Message #53896

[The Host]

 The wind picked up as Crioone and Taverna passed over the Desert of Craiyo, and as the wind picked up, flying became harder, and the sand picked up by the wind greatly lowered their visibility. Below, scouring the sandy land of Craiyo, many deamons coloured to match the sand moved about. No plants existed in Craiyo, and even though it was a desert, the conditions of this one were vastly different. During the day, the sun beat down on the land, raising the temperature to an unbearably hot heat. Any plants that would spring up withered immediately, and any deamons that walked along the dried earth had feet with exceptional heat endurence. But during the night, the temperature plumeted to freezing temperatures, changing the entire land form. Sand would cling together, forming rocks that rose up, leaving giant pits and tunnels. The wind dissipated completely. The frigid wasteland could not support any life, and most deamons had to dig down into the depths of the sand late in the day to escape the night. There were, however, ceratin deamons that roamed the night land of Craiyo, but these deamons were rare, as well as powerful. Any daytime deamon left out for the night would die by morning, whether it be the weather's murder, or that of a night deamon.
 Vulture landed on the desert floor, scattering the day deamons apart, leaving room for Crioone and Taverna to land. The two deamons searched around, then looked at Vulture. Picking him up, Crioone hovered to a nearby rock that jutted out from the ground, and using a minute amount of power, morphed the shape of the rock into that of a small cave. Tossing Vulture into it, she seeled it, then hovered back to Taverna.
 "We can start searching now. When we find what we need, we'll get Vulture back. For now though, he's locked away, out of the way completely."
 Taverna laughed, then followed Crioone, the two deamons beginning their search for Nara in the vast desert of Craiyo.