The Great Trek
A few players had been stranded for quite some time on a small sky-base. One day, a french man showed up and told wonderful and magnificent stories of a civilization far away called "Egypt." The group of 10-or-so players decided the time had come to migrate.
Diving into the water, they braved the mob-infested waters to boat down the river to where the french man said Egypt was. However, as this group ventured further and further into the unknown, the french man's assured directions morphed into increasingly confused french noises. The caravan was lost.
The players grew more and more desperate as night fell. One by one, they were picked off by a fall here or a skeleton there. Until the phantoms came. Then no one was left. A once great civilization reduced to ash.
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