<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/17/87/a6/1787a612b0bf669deb63926e8dfb780a.jpg)</div>With the Savashi dealt with and huffing off in a hurry, the Delvers are left to their own devices.  After taking some food and water, the water purified by Eisa to allow for more comfortable drinking, the women set off to hunt down the Feruk Clan who hold the necromancer's book.  Getting away from Jacca's Ridge was easy enough, those gathered in the streets happy enough to see the Delvers go.<br/><br/>The Delvers travel north, by foot or camel, under the harsh sun protected from the winds and sand by their wraps.  Soon though, they come to the chasms described by Ticia Savashi.  The enormous stone archways and paths are all carved with reliefs showing all manner of work and civilization.  Long, open mouthed faces seem to cry out in constant anguish, the details of their robes and faces pristine.  The quick slope down into the caverns give a respite from sun and sand alike, allowing this ancient artistry to be preserved.  With Yula's keen eye the Delvers find a path that leads down into the caverns without having to slide or roll down the sand dunes.  Before they move down though, they spot a tower somewhere in the distance, cut off by chasms as long as a river but accessible (according to the locals) by making one's way through.  This is the seat of The Feruk's power.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/7e/bf/44/7ebf443ea0387b2f6346fcd4745c6dd7.jpg)</div>Through the chasm the Delvers go with Phelypsis running ahead to keep an eye on things and ensure that there would be no problems.  Although the barbarian perhaps doesn't have the best track record for avoiding entanglements, she does manage to catch sight of trouble before it catches sight of her.  First she finds the outriders, two men atop an enormous horned beast all covered in armors and hides, thick spikes rising up from it's nose and along it's back.  It huffs as it trumps along slowly, showing occasional moments of energy as it plods along.  Each outrider has strapped next to him a long spear, their faces mostly covered by their wraps.  These two seem to be scouting themselves, trudging along back towards the tower with Phelypsis behind.<br/><br/>Going forward, the barbarian finds a small group gathered, the two outriders jumping off their beast's backs to call out to a third human there, "Deris Feruk!" one of them calls out in the language of the sandhills, "They have not come this way yet.  But surely they will."  Though the words may be unfamiliar to the Andra, the name 'Feruk' is easily caught.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/fc/d8/b3/fcd8b3167b140a6c2ac2f6e75fc4ed67.jpg)</div>Danis Feruk is a sharp faced man, with olive skin and piercing blue eyes.  He stands in similar uniform to the other guards gathered there, but his clothing and accessories set him apart.  Set on his tanned forehead below his luscious black hair is a circlet glinting with the fire of the sun.  At his side, a long hooked staff over a hand gloved to hide scarring.  "You have done well," he responds, his voice resonant.  "Take a moment, rest your dargant.  Take water.  They will return."  He rolls his shoulders slightly as he looks over the small, hidden camp he has gathered, two much larger shapes hidden beneath an outcropping of stone as well as a young man still panting form his run.  "Between the six of us, they will give no trouble."<br/><br/>Phelypsis witnesses this exchange and has little trouble returning to her allies.<br/><br/><strong>Delvers, what do you do?</strong>