East of here, miles and miles away, is a great desert. It spans nearly a quarter of the continent, with only a few oases dotting the land and giving relief to any beings that choose to brave the land. The desert, nearly a millennium ago, was inhabited by a people that called themselves the Enadrei. They had lived in the desert as long as anyone could remember - even the Enadrei themselves. They farmed the land as best they could, coaxing just enough food from the stubborn soil to get by. Unlike the rest of the world, they did not thrive. They merely survived.
Unwelcome anywhere else, they lived in the desert. Whenever they moved beyond the borders of their dry land, people from other towns and cities would capture them, enslaving the thin, malnourished, and weak Enadrei.
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