They swore by horsemen rushing into a thunderstorm and hooves striking sparks. They did not know that someday - or ever? - strange stories will be written about their oaths, which will be called the Holy Scriptures. They walked the path appointed by the paths of the sword (or scimitar?) and magic (or the destined Word?). And their names were - Aaron, who lived as a carpenter, and became the greatest of warriors . Leila, his wife and the smartest of the women of the tents. Arif and Stapha are the sons of Aaron... and many, many more. Warriors and magicians, killers and poets. Those who walked the path of the desert. Through battle. By the way of power. And for each - its own Tower of Fear, Tower of Victory - or Defeat. Tower of Power - or Death...