((Hehe, First time role-playing with her!))
Xantha walked along the desert, or more like floated in the dreary hot weather. Her feet were sore and she wanted to get into some shade. The female Candle Shinzo peered ahead, squinting her eyes and saw a city of some type and nearly creid with releif. Her moved faster but more relaxed and languidly.
She was moving closer to the city, when her throat started to dry as if it were caked with the sand that was all around her. Looking to her right, she saw yet more sand. Same was with her left. Was nothing good anymore? Xanth, as she was called, never ran into bad luck so naturally she was a bit aggrogant and was looking around frantically for an oasis to suddenly pop up. But unusually, there was none. "Well I'll be darned", she muttered "This ain't never happen to the likes of me!", which made her grow furious to a point where her thirst was forgotton as she stomped into the City of Sands.
((Hehe...Stuck up Have fun!))