Though the southern desert was in fact not off a different world it truly seemed to be parched to the point that only the toughest animals and people could survive there water common elsewhere here was so rare it was used as currency. It had been more than once compared to a far off planet that on star maps was called Arrakis but to those who called it home it would always be called Dune.

The ship had not arrived between the planet of RhyDin and its sister world but rather appeared and shortly settled into a locked orbit over RhyDin city a shuttle had left for its lone occupant Alio Atreides to gather information then return, the ship had moved its locked orbit to over the desert south of RhyDin city to wait.

The sandstorm was not one of the major Equatorial Storms but strong enough to drive everyone indoors almost everyone a solitary figure walked the shifting dunes there was no rhythm or pattern to his stride but for him that was the norm he walked with speed and purpose as if searching for something exploring every crack and craves, was he seeking shelter from the storm or perhaps using the storm to hide his actions as the storm began to weaken he turned and returned to where his travels had begun, the shuttle hidden by the sand and tucked in next to a rock out crop.