In the embrace of Barsoom’s arid expanse, the rugged mountains rose like ancient titans, their peaks piercing the cerulean skies. Hrul Marak, Ptormed, Haj Uljat, and the enigmatic Khem journeyed through this formidable terrain, their every step resonating with the echoes of a dying world lost to time. From the walled town of Emtor, their sanctuary amidst the hills, the intrepid party ventured forth, guided by the relentless pursuit of discovery that defines this perilous expedition. With each passing hour, the jagged mountains loomed ever larger, their rocky visages a testament to the unforgiving nature of Barsoom’s landscape. For relentless hours, they traversed the unforgiving terrain, their footsteps echoing through the rugged mountains as the sun cast its golden embrace upon jagged peaks. Yet, as the day waned and the shadows grew longer, the encroaching darkness heralded the onset of night, casting an ethereal glow upon our path. With torches in hand, they pressed on, the flicker
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