Having narrowly escaped from the stronghold of the Orzo Outlaws, I found myself wandering in a desert wasteland. No food, no water, no comfy bed — it is much too much like the canyon from which I was rescued several years ago. Fortunately, I was rescued once again, by a laconic Man With No Name; but to what purpose? What does he want with me? And what is this civil war he keeps mumbling about? My anthropological interest has been piqued; I must retrieve the truth!