The street outside the church is empty, with not a soul in sight. The sky is gray and seems to threaten snow. The pavement is rutted and worn, littered with loose cobblestones and other signs of disuses and disrepair. The only sound is the cold wind blowing, and the awful metallic squeak as it blows the iron gate open and shut.
gate to street, Outside Church
grass snake
person
The humans walking around. I am one of them. A head, 2 arms, and two legs. No tail!
Stay away from me snake! No, you stay away from me or I'll bite you! If you try bite me I'll strangle you. Well back away and we won't need to worry about that! What are you doing here anyway? There are so many humans around this area. Just looking for a meal around here, as it is the path to my main hunting ground. Then you shouldn't be around these streets, other humans don't take too kindly to snakes. I can take them or evade them easily. Not if the guards are called over. You'd be sssssurprised, human. Well best of luck to you if you believe you can evade them. Watch me evade you and you'll see!