As Artemis made his way off the sand into a Little oasis that had a little pond, he knelled down and fell into the water as it seemed he was exhausted. Artemis quickly slurped large amounts of The dark muddy water into his mouth, he seem to not care much about the quality of the water. As his large scythe lay beside him he engorged himself in the dirty water, only to be refreshed after five minuets of drinking. He clutched his scythe and stood, making his way over to a large tree, the tree seemed to be buried half in sand and the other half soil. He leaned up against the tree sliding down, as it took him only a few seconds to get comfortable he relaxed and almost fell asleep. His waterfall headband hung around his neck, The band had a large gash through it and as the fierce wind blew it flapped as it was tied loosely.