The sun beats down hot on this burnt out husk of a city. Ashes and rusted metal blow through the streets. Tumbleweed rolls by, rats scurry between smoking buildings. There is no water to be seen.
midland town, Wasteland
lizards
snakes
I am a snake. Snakes are not regarded as important in the realm. I kill rodents and chickens.
That's okay. We're cold-blooded creatures. Remember? I suppose that is true, I am just used to living in the forest. I dig. Well, I would if I had legs. Or hands. That would seem hard without any limbs. Indeed. But I do amazing things with just my head. What can you do for example? I can dig, for one. Well, maybe that's it. I oversold it. At least it is something though, even one skill is something to be proud of. Thank you for saying that. I mean all I have going for me is this long tongue to eat insects. Insects. Yum. You eat insects? I never thought snakes would do such a thing, they seem tiny as a food source for yourself.