Two hours later
Prince Oliyan stood atop a rock that protruded out of the side of the valley, overlooking the people that had left their homes in the city that now burned across the ridge. "People of Kush, we were forced from our homes by my father. He wanted to force us too submit to his will, he wanted us to obey the rule of a harsh king. We did not submit and instead left our homes to seek refuge from his armies. But they will not stop at nothing to crush our spirit. His armies will chase us across the land and will follow us anywhere, except for one place. There is one place that nobody will follow us. The Dead Mountains. We must take refuge among the peaks of the dead and bide our time until we have the strength to return and reclaim our rightful lands. Now men, women, people of Kalrush, follow me!" With this he turned, mounted his horse and, followed by hi people, began the journey that would take him to the deepest reaches of a place no man had set foot before.