Day 1
"Okay," said Raanu, leader of the expedition. "We start at the White Quartz Mountains, since everyone knows that Bara Magna is not fit for inhabitation. And also because Tarduk has been by that way before."
"Oh, yes!" Tarduk agreed enthusiastically. "There're only death-defying canyons, a forest full of half-dead warriors with knives, a Great Beings' laboratory, most of the Element Lords, and a couple hundred vicious beasts down that way. Sure, why not?"
"Excuse me," Gresh interrupted him, ignoring the sarcasm. "Ever since Mata Nui won against the other giant robot, the desert has been flourishing with flora. Not that I mind, although he has most probably undermined the delicate balance of the desert ecosystem. We might just as well start right here."
"What is he talking about?" Berix whispered to Kiina.
"He wants us to start here, in Bara Magna," she translated.
"Well, I suppose the boy has a point," Raanu conceded. "And Berix, you have to draw an up-to-date map of all the places we travel to. Gresh, start driving."
The caravan inched forward.
Berix dug around his pack, looking for parchment, pen, and ink. Things started flying through the air, bonking Kiina, who was unlucky enough to sit beside him, on the helmet.
She picked up the metal claw which had landed on her head and stared at it incredulously. "You really do have a metal claw!"
"Actually, I have two," the scavenger replied. "They're even better than shoes…hey, give it here."
Kiina tossed the claw to him, just as he triumphantly tugged out a roll of parchment.
"I've got the paper, now I just need a pen and ink!"
"Good, we've started," said Raanu, oblivious to the exchange around him. "So let's start exploring the 'un-desert'."
By the time the sun beat down from the top of the sky, the travelers were camped next to the flourishing Skrall River and preparing their midday meal.
"Ackar, could you light this up?" Kiina had decided not to use the stove they had brought, instead gathering a pile of firewood with a spit raised over it.
"Gladly," he replied. The fire Glatorian shot a beam of fire from his sword, starting a roaring fire.
"Argh, I'll get the two of you for this," Kiina muttered to herself as she filled a pot with water and hung it on the spit to boil.
After a span of time, when everybody had choked down the practically inedible stew, the caravan was on the road again.
"Look, we're at the ruins of Tajun!" Berix exclaimed. He hurriedly jotted down the location of Tajun and its present condition on the map: Can only barely be seen as a village; the whole place is crawling with plants. Oasis is still intact, though.
"Can you be more enthusiastic about our destroyed village?" Kiina told him drily.
"Of course I can!" He immediately started being even more enthusiastic by jumping up and down on the caravan.
"Would you please settle down?" Gresh asked him. "You're going to overturn us."
"Sorry."
"Just my luck to get stuck in a wagon with these guys," Ackar remarked.
"And girl," Kiina corrected him.
"Stop bickering," Raanu said. "Let's just keep going."
They spent the rest of the afternoon uneventfully going north along the Skrall River. Hopefully, they could reach Tesara by the next day.
Night fell with the making of an overnight camp in the ruins of Arena Magna. While they were eating, Berix wrote: Arena Magna, in the middle of a river once more but still in ruins. Plants all around, too.
They settled down for the night in their tents.