For hours you ride, passing one sand dune after another in a seemingly infinite progression, until at last the ground begins to turn rocky, and tall peaks stand off in the distance, reaching skyward to pierce the clouds. The sand soon falls away, until the ground is all rock and craggle. Certain sections require you to dismount and lead the horse by its reigns, such is the danger here.
After a little while, the ground starts building upwards, each stone becoming a boulder, the pointy crags and small holes becoming large overhangs and gaping chasms in the earth.
Up ahead, you notice the mountain road forks at the base of a small peak, one road leading left and the other right. There is a sign in the shape of an arrow, with the word Tilverton written upon it, but unfortunately it is broken, hanging loosely and pointing downwards,.