*Everyone follos after the desert folk, who lead them back for a few days in a twisting path. The desert people keep their tents a bit apart from the group, perhaps out of respect for privacy. Two of their number died in the fight with the halflings, and they gave the bodies a ceremonial burial before departing, though not the halfling bodies. It becomes apparent that, unusually, the desert folk seem to be fine in the desert without wearing head coverings or the like except when the sun gets particularly bad, in the heat of the day, when the party has to retire to the tents even with all their coverings except for those protected by Scun's magic. This is despite the fact that they don't seem particularly dark-skinned, and in fact they don't seem to be getting sunburn of any kind.*
*After some time, they approach towards a series of rocky cliffs in the desert, leading down to a cleft and a lower desert below. Built into the cliffs is a series of homes and dwellings, and the man in front of the group points.*
"We have reached the clanhold, outsiders."
"Yes," the blue-eyed woman agrees, "Outsiders...with your appearance, there will be much to talk about, I think."