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
outlaw
I am an outlaw in my town. I often get into fights and start trouble. I really like rustling folks up and steal their money whenever I can. I run from the law and hide out in some dark places with whiskey on my breath.
I need to find some drunk fool to rob! Hello outlaw, what are you doing? Looking for fools! Well I ain't no fool but I am a lizard, see! I am the outlaw. Give that back! Alright but howsabout that was my tryout for your gang and since I'm such a great thief being able to steal from you, the leader. You should give me a job! Heck! I am drunk on whiskey. A child could rob me at the moment! Well how about that, I done took your mug...clean muggings! Drat. Give that back lizard and I'll hire you. Okay. Why don't you carry this for me. That way I have my hands free to fight when I see the next local outside. Alright! And I will wear it so they will see me and then think it's free loot and when they come to open the bag you can get em!