No one lives in the Smert desert today save the nomadic centaur herds, though travelers have occasionally found strange ruins in the burning wastes. Not many travelers go looking, however. The temperatures are high enough to fry eggs on a rock by mid-morning, and it is all too easy to die. Only the tribesmen of Southern Burnithak, the wandering Bothare and the centaurs enter this killing land by choice. Myth and legend tells of fabulous oases hiding treasure in the heart of the desert, but that might have been a thirsty man's dream.