It had been many years since Relys had set foot in the barren wastes called Desolace, which was aptly named. He could vaguely remember it; dead kodos, carrion birds, and centaur. He shuddered. Bad memories.
Relys' objective in this barren place was to create a base at the entrance to the Valley of Spears. Another objective would be delivered to him via courier after the base was erected.
Gazing at the place where his base would be, where a pool of water stood, Relys sighed. It would be a long, grueling build - frequent centaur and carrion bird attacks would haunt the build.
"Peons, get to work," Relys ordered. "Footmen, grunts, warriors, whatever else, create a perimiter. I want this place secure!" As his men rushed off, Relys murmured under his breath, "Light, tug at the mind's of heroes and bring them here. I sense there is a greater evil here than the centaur and birds."