Emerald City Traveler Journal of Marcos of Kabullah… In the Land of Silk, as they call it, my party had braved the fearsome Gobi. We seek the fabled Emerald City. Encamped at the foot of the Kundi Pass, we lost our horses and camels to deadly, giant sand serpents. Attacking at night by sound; they devoured whole, the poor panicked beasts and Pilgrims, however; thanks to our guides earlier warnings to be absolutely silent at night; 20 of the 50 who started this journey still live. We climb at first light. Emerald City, built by many diverse practitioners of the Martial and Mystic Arts, having achieved spiritual perfection, they built their Holy City solely out of that jewel stone. By their power, it is a floating on clouds traveler city, returning to its birth site once every 100 years, so they say. Descending the Kundi’s other side, crossing the final Ice Plains, to the foothills from which it sprang, we face the final test, those worthy beings will be lifted up by gentle clouds and breezes; those impure of spirit perish in fearsome storm, so they say. All Bryce & 3dS city. Lighting, Settings, Terrain, Textures, either modified or by me. Render to HDD at 300ppi time: 21:18:47:36 Thanks for viewing. Fair Winds & Semper Fi SAZ