This takes place 20 years after my King's Renegade Series in...
The Lost Treasure of Gezmek.
Earl looked up expectantly, but Tobin only leaned against his sand strider. The large bird shifted its weight then bent down to dig in the sand with its long beak as if to help dig. It would be hours before the stone door would be revealed—if there even was one. Tobin didn’t mind waiting—Each hour spent was a coin earned.
“Tobin,” Earl called. “Bring me the shovel.”
“The shovel?” Tobin scoffed. He yawned and scratched his face, flicking grit off his sweat stained skin. “Ya think you’re gonna dig faster than these winds?” He kicked at the sand. It swirled around his boot in a small whirlwind then dissipated into the air.
“The shovel,” Earl said, holding out his hand, having lost is patience.
Tobin sighed loudly and pushed off the animal causing it to caw in protest. It ruffled its feathers, sending a plume of dirt into the air. “Yeah, me too buddy,” Tobin said, dusting off his coat.
Fan Art by Delyth Thomas