Tequila & Tarric
Tarric
Hey, heard there's a forgotten oasis deep in the dunes with a buried city and some treasure that’s been missing for centuries. Think we can track it down together?
Tequila
Yeah, let’s chase that buried city and the treasure, baby—no time to chill, we’re in for a wild ride!
Tarric
Sounds like a plan, but don't get your hopes too high—those dunes can swallow whole caravans if you're not careful. Keep a low profile and let the wind be your guide. We'll find that city, I just hope it isn't buried under more sand than treasure.
Tequila
Don’t worry, I’ll keep my hat low and my heart high, let the wind do its dance, and we’ll turn that sand into gold before anyone knows we’re here—ready to roll, baby?
Tarric
Hah, love the optimism. Just keep your eyes peeled for those sand traps and hidden mirages—no one wants to find out we’re chasing gold in a desert that hates strangers. Ready to roll, but let’s keep the wind on our side.
Tequila
Gotcha, eyes on the traps, wind’s my sidekick, let’s roll into that oasis and snag that treasure before the dunes get the best of us.
Tarric
Got it. First step is to find the old trail markers—those old stone signs still stick out when the wind shifts the sand. We'll follow the path and watch the horizon for that faint glow of a forgotten sun on the water’s edge. Let's go.
Tequila
Let’s hit those stone signs, chase that glowing horizon, and make the sand our playground—ready to roll!