The desert is a dry span of hot sand.  The dunes rise and fall silently.  There is a large rock on which an iguana suns itself.  Cactus plants are scattered sparsely through the land.
Dead Valley, Desert
iguana
traveler
I am a merchant traveling with a group of mercenaries and other merchants for protection. We are traveling to the East to trade spices. I am very nervous about being ambushed by bandits.
Oh, dear iguana. This desert is so hot and dry, yet you sun yourself peacefully. Good evening, traveler. I have skin that is perfectly adapted for the jungle heat  Do you mind if I place my sleeping back next to you on your rock? I am trying to avoid the sand. The earth belongs to us all, I welcome all who walk on it  I'm traveling with this group of merchants, together to avoid the bandits that lurk. Have you seen any? Many people I see, and some I speak to. I do not enquire everyone's business of them  'Tis wise behavior. Many a merchant could learn from you.  what strange, slimy skin humans have! Ha! And yours is ... flaky and cool. Seems you are right at home in the desert. I am at home anywhere, friend. I am very .. adaptable  Adaptability is key. Now, if you will, tell me your secrets to blend in, for I fear the bandits. Alas I fear you have not the physiology for it, good Sir 