More painted Haradrim and other oddities.
The Sand People are easily startled, but they'll soon be back, and in greater numbers.
Tea in the Sahara with you
My sisters and I
Have one wish before we die
And it may sound strange
As if our minds are deranged
Please don't ask us why
Beneath the sheltering sky
We have this strange obsession
You have the means in your possession
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
The sky turned to black
Would he ever come back?
They would climb a high dune
They would pray to the moon
But he'd never return
So the sisters would burn
As their eyes searched the land
With their cups full of sand
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
A Wild Mumak appears! Hi, Im Mumak. Im blocking the path.
Oliphants like to trumpet out a thunderous roar before they trample an enemy.
Apparently Pokemon trainers and Haradrim have the same response to monsters. Catch them. And then ride them!
Usul, it is time you become a sand rider and travel as a Fremen. Take the kiswa maker hook of our sietch and ride!
Bless the Maker and all His Water. Bless the coming and going of Him, May His passing cleanse the world.
The Naib of Sietch Jacurutu riding his Dire Jerboa and carrying a para-compass in hand. Im sure he has a sand compactor somewhere on him.
The sleeper must awaken!
Haradrim handgunners from Sietch Jacurutu are also known as Water Stealers.
A man's flesh is his own but his water belongs to the tribe. The Water Stealers also take the water of anyone who trespasses on their lands.
Here are their allies from Far Harad. The tribesmen of the Sub-Saharid desert.
They are led by a Mahdi - desert loving madmen with religious visions. Is it signs from a deity or just dehydration?
The desert has dried up more blood than you can think of.
You will come. There is only the desert for you.
Have you seen The Preacher?
I have seen a sandworm.
What about that sandworm?
It gives us the air we breathe.
Then why do we destroy its land?
Because Shai-Hulud orders it.
Camel riders
Sure they can ride a fantastical beast from fantasy, but no self respecting desert army can travel without a trustworthy camel or three.
We've fought with many men acrost the seas,
An' some of 'em was brave an' some was not:
The Paythan an' the Zulu an' Burmese;
But the Fuzzy was the finest o' the lot.
So 'ere's ~to~ you, Fuzzy-Wuzzy, at your 'ome in the Soudan;
You're a pore benighted 'eathen but a first-class fightin' man;
We gives you your certificate, an' if you want it signed
We'll come an' 'ave a romp with you whenever you're inclined.
And here's a pic of all my current Haradrim. I think I only need to add some desert themed monsters and its complete. A riddling Sphinx, and a Djinn perhaps? Maybe a Lamassu!
The Caravanserai is ready to cross the desert and invade Gondor!
Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai
Whose Portals are alternate Night and Day,
How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp
Abode his destined Hour, and went his way.
Cheers,
Mar
Very cool exposition of sme colorful units.
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