Ziggurat of Kamless

On the edges of Great Southern Desert when the riverbeds run dry and scrub turns to sand there sits a great ruin. In the center of this ruin stands the crumbling top of the Ziggurat of Kamless. The sands of time have have mostly covered up what was once a thriving city. One can see the outlines of the city walls and some of the streets and some low walls remain of the city, but little else remains.
It is said the land around Kamless was once beautiful and green, the city a hub for many trade caravans upon which the rulers of Kamless grew wealthy and fat. The rulers of Kamless loved their pleasures and built a great ziggurat to their nameless god. Upon the alter of this edifice they sacrifced the living day and night to the pleasure their god. Yet as they grew in wealth and reknown, the power and glory of the Kamlosians began to slip away, for they began sacricing their children to their god. The sacrifice of children is a vile practice, for even the wicked love their children, so year after year fewer caravans came, fewer travelars visited.
Then droughts and storms out of the desert came, covering Kamless in sand and bringing starvation. During this time of trouble there arose a priest wizard, Skandar, who urged ever greater sacrifices to their god. Preaching that more sacrifices were needed and that if each family sacrifced their first born, their god would come to dwell among them and restore their glory. So did Skandar convince the rulers and even some of the their god would come and live with them, if only they sacriificed their first born.
So all was set in motion, the priests and the people were gathered, all the first born, youung and old, noble and slave were gathered, and the rituals prepared. They sacrifices began and the people were in awe, for the earth trembled and darkness covered the sun. Yet before the ritual could finish the princess Lar'ni eldest daughter of the king and her warrior maidens masked in bronze attacked the priests and their leader Skandar.
Lar'ni and her followers hated the priests and hated the sacrifice of children to their god and wanted the vile practice to end. She and her warriors slew many priests and were about to slay Skandar too, but he blurted out the final words of the ritual calling the nameless god forth. Lar'ni had waited too long and Skandar had failed to execute the ritual correctly. The earth shook, thunder peeled, and lightening struck the city. The nameless god at last manifested itself upon the steps of the ziggurat before all the people. Yet the god's form was hideous to behold, a great hulking creature, with writhing arms, a single great eye and single large horn upon its head. It grabbed at those assembled and pulled many into its maw rending them with its dagger like teeth.
For three days and three nights the nameless god rapaged the city throughout the city, none could stand against it. Many fled, many were slain, and many cowered in fear. After three days a mighty earthquake shook the ciy and parts of it sank into the earth.  Of its people none now know their fate.
In time the sands have covered or worn down is left of Kamless, and the place has earned a sinister reputation, for there are many tales of treasure seekers, wanderers, adentureres, and scholars who have traveled to the ruins of Kamless never to return.