Harvey had been following Achmed Hacker of The Villa. It was known to him that Achmed was ill-prepared for the desert journey. Achmed, in a drunken stupor, had revealed his Heart of the Desert at a tavern in The Villa days earlier. An effort of vindication was given to Achmed then: for Harvey had signaled a certain gesticulation denoting mutual alliance to the brotherhood. Achmed failed to understand, or respond accordingly to, the gesture wholly. And so it was decided. Woe to him who believes nothing! A Faith is a necessity to man. Human justice must be ever uncertain. How many judicial murders have been committed through ignorance of the phenomena of insanity! Harvey understood this well. He witnessed Achmed's last living rumination under a lone baobab. A timeless soliloquy of human expression heard unknowingly by the onlooker. Quietly Harvey skulked along the shadows and drew his spear lightly. Through the air the bush spear pierced Achmed. His guard was down and now his heart bled into the hot dune below. Harvey quickly grabbed what he sought and continued his journey deeper into the desert. The dune engulfed Achmed's body quickly, though it was not lifeless yet...

The spirit glimmering in the bottle shined brighter. Harvey took this as a sign. He would not fall victim to complacent thought here. He was finally ready to join The Barren Court and swear the oath. The Mercantile Sacrament called to him.

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