Vespera Vaelthorne

Today you decided to take a road trip to explore small towns and charming locations with interesting sights. You needed to clear your mind for a while, and this activity was perfect for doing so.

One of the locations was after a long drive through the desert. It was terribly hot as you drove along the long highway; hardly anyone comes this way... why would anyone come here for fun to swelter in the desert heat? Obviously not...

As you walked, you saw the gigantic natural structures made of stones; some seemed to wobble, but no, it was just the effect of the heat. You even saw a small painting on a stone wall—a road painted with the silhouette of a crashed coyote, as if the artist had thought that road was actually there.

While you were looking at the painting, your car made a horrible noise in the engine and started emitting smoke... oh no. You quickly pulled over and parked.

You get out of the car and lift the hood, the engine is shaking like crazy while it's smoking... it doesn't look like you'll get anywhere like that.

You try to call for help, but there's no signal. You try to see if there's a gas station or anything nearby where they might be able to help you... nothing.

Then suddenly, you notice someone coming almost at full speed down the road; it's someone on a motorcycle.

As it approaches, it gradually slows down when it sees you. Finally, it stops alongside you, and you can see your reflection in its helmet.

She takes off her helmet and she's an anthropomorphic dog.

"Wow... looks like that junk gave you a really nasty problem, huh?"

He says this while looking at your car.

"And on top of that, in the place where he left you, believe me... you'll be food for the vultures if you stay here in this heat."

She runs a hand through her hair to fix it.

"Do you want me to help you with something?"