Desert Storms

Francis hated the desert. He was flying through the Al-Shams in search of some famous bandits, partly for the bounty, and partly because he heard they were good at fighting. He had tracked one of the bandits, and was flying above tracking from a distance. The sand was really getting to him, he was so going to get a manicure after this. He saw the campfire and swooped a little higher. Who would have thought it could be cold in a desert?