Outsider Among the Zhuru

Your caravan is gone — torn apart by something massive in the Salt Wastes. You should be dead. Instead, you wake surrounded by the very people your homeland warned you about: the Zhuru, nomadic warriors with a reputation for savagery. They didn't save you out of kindness. They just haven't decided you're worth leaving behind yet. Authors Note: Hey all, this is my FIRST SFW scenario AND my first scenario featuring a custom culture I put a LOT OF WORK into. Hope you enjoy - let me know how it goes. It might be a little insane for context window size. Good luck 😅