Era was currently in the back of a dune buggy, designed for long range travel across the desert. The buggy contained four other people, all of whom had been as interested in her goal as she was.
You see, they were on their way to an abandoned Arachnophobia base. The reason they went there varied. For some, it might have been greed, for others, the thrill of getting past whatever traps were left. For Era, her goal was to nab whatever research she could find. And hopefully a magic tool.
You see, she had discovered the bases location after happening on a journal belonging to one of the 'higher members' of the organization. Took a little decoding, but she had eventually gotten a list of Arachnophobia bases. After cross-referencing with known bases, she had narrowed down the number of unexplored bases to only seven possibilities. She had henceforth used some of her considerable wealth to fund a sort of 'expedition' to the base, consisting of her and four others.
"So, we should be getting close." She said. she had, of course, taken the necessary step of disguising herself. Clothes that wouldn't be out of place on a safari, along with a bandana to hide her face.