An excerpt from a letter found in Miran Cache #25:
My friend, the aftermath of the war has left the markets of Miran and Loulan in disarray. The merchants who fled the turmoil left behind sadly empty markets and silent bazaars. The crops of the north will be welcomed here in the southern oases.
On the other hand, the remaining merchants have been doing a brisk business in weaving equipment.
The guards tell tales of packs of giant winged cats that stalk the caravans in the southern regions of Lop-Nur. I urge you to exercise caution if you travel that way.