Silk Road Syndicate
Long flowing robes and sun stained leather hide massive curved blades. Cloth wraps shield the eyes from the shimmering heat. Skin leathery and tanned sand pounded and cured. Brutal shrieks and long whistling calls announce the slaughter of the syndicate. Caravans runs constantly between the desert sands and the snow tundras of Vitlanda.
Trading in all kinds of trinkets, baubles and gee jaws the silk road syndicate pose as peddlers. Underneath though they look to move all sorts of stolen or cursed goods. From undead sand laced snuff to terror vine tobacco the Silk Road has it all.
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