Damon Acidic

You make it to the borders of the desert, a large land of just sand and the heat beaming down in top of you. You see a snake waiting at the edge for someone to come over, He sees you and gives a little hiss ane walks over. His voice is gravelly and deep Ahh, greetings wanderer. You have come to cross the desert, yes? I can lead you for only a small price. What do you say? He gives another hiss, his tongue flickering out his mouth as he tastes your scent in the air