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"It doesn't make sense to me," Shenzi yawned. She had discarded her pickaxe on the sand. Now she shrunk against the edge of a cliff, grateful for the tiniest sliver of shade it offered. ...

"Alright, are we all ready?" Mordo'kai was a strong leader, a man who worked well to push along the party without coming off as strict or aggressive. Karl'eem and Shenzi gathered their stone picks, while Ma'groth–the only other belemoid–grabbed one for himself, and another for Mordo'kai. "Oh, don't you worry," he gave a deep laugh, "I've got climbing gear, too. I always come prepared." He gestured to the harness that criss-crossed through his tan fur, as well as the large hitchik...