A caravan of sailboats moved through the Dead desert, driven by a fair North wind. The nearest settlement was a two-week sail away. The guards were watching the horizon. The helmsman followed the course. Suddenly from behind the dunes rapidly began to approach the riders of a local tribe of Lepers. These pirates of the desert was kept at Bay the surrounding land, because they do not know mercy. They were not afraid of death, for they were half dead. It is because of them that the desert got its ominous name "dead". The attack on the caravan began...