A furious sandstorm rages, visibility is down to a few camel lengths and progress is difficult against the hot blown sands. You have been awake for more than a day, afraid to make camp for fear of being buried in your sleep. El Jebel Tuwaiq said he would send wasa-ey to Ermal Sheqyeqh to prepare and placate her for your arrival. Considering you are still alive in the midst of the sandstorm, this
is placated.