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located in The Snapa-verse, a part of Nomad Clan, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Elise Seaver Character Portrait: Uluru Character Portrait: Bohdana Yātrī Character Portrait: Whisper Character Portrait: Tetra Malgore Character Portrait: Musa Grazing Bull
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A tired looking man was passing through Dol-Duna's streets, lugging a cart carrying a stack of around twelve cages, each covered by a small cloth and rattling violently with the occasional puff of smoke flowing from their veiled bars. Every now and then one would catch a glimpse of slit yellow eyes peering out at the sights of Dol-Duna from their covered cages. As the man dragging the cart wiped the sweat from his brow, a cacophony of shrieks began emanating from the cages as their violent rattling began to intensify. "Please stop, you're making a scene, er..." the man paused, biting his nails as he tried to calm the temper of whatever creatures the cages were hiding.

"Look, will you behave if I feed you?" the weary man asked, to which the creatures in the cages seemed to respond with ceasing their agitated screeching. "Okay...okay," the man sighed, reaching into his belt and drawing out a small bag that was tied to his waist. He then reached into the small bag and drew out the leg of what appeared to be some kind of poultry and began to push it into the cage stacked at the top. But no sooner than when he pulled the cloth covering that cage apart, was he met with the sight of an orange wad of spittle flying straight at his eyes. The man stumbled back as he wildly wiped the orange spit from his eye. "Ugh you know I hate when you all do this!" the man mumbled as he attempted to grab a cloth from his pocket to dab the blinding substance away from his eyes.

As the man stumbled about, a small, slimy red claw reached through the bars and snatched a pair of keys from his wait. "Wait..." the man began. "Wait, what was that? What was-," he paused as three, toddler-sized red amphibians, standing up on their hind legs and screeching vilely. They had yellow, slitted eyes, and two constantly twitching red fins in place of ears. They began to use their dexterous fingers to use the keys and unlock the rest of the cages. "No, now stay put...please! I'll buy ya chicken, or, I'll-," the red amphibians all hopped out , bum rushing the sod and knocking him over into the sand-laden roads below. "Watch out! Salamands loose! Salamands loose!"

It turned out that, in a few moments time, the townsfolk wouldn't need the shuts to be rid of the nuisances...they made their presence known soon enough. Eating food, guzzling drinks and seemingly intentionally smashing anything that remotely resembled something of value. When confronted by any merchants and bodyguards who had gotten a bit brave, the beasts used their uncanny ability to heat up their skin to drive them off and continue their mischief throughout the town.

Uluru had long since finished what remained of his food, and threw his bowl in the local compost heap. He decided, having nothing better to do at the moment, to take a stroll through Dol-Duna and better familiarize himself with the town during his stay here. He looked around, hands behind his back, noting how odd it was that the merchants had begun to pack up so early and in a hurry as if protecting their wares. "What the hell has gotten them so spooked...?" Uluru wondered aloud. "Bandits, maybe?" He soon got his answer and it wasn't quite something as dangerous as a bandit, but twice as irritating. A red reptilian beast began repeatedly ramming it's head into the wooden stall of a nearby fruit stand, continuing it's stupid rampage until a bushel of fruit on the stand fell over, sending piles of oranges began to smash into it's spine.

"Salamands? Come on, Dol-Duna..." Uluru chuckled, in a resigned bemusement. Salamands were humanoids of some meager intelligence, often captured by dimwitted people to use as a source of cheap labor. Sometimes this can turn out quite well, provided they are paid for in meals, but treat them like animals...and they tended to become dangerously crafty, yet still bafflingly stupid creatures. "Judging from the screams, there's a lot of 'em too..." Uluru noted, punching into his opposite hand. "Didn't intend to work anymore today...but at least this'll give me something to do..."

The creatures began to spread all over the bazaar, assaulting anything they could get their grubby little paws on. A few had set upon a trading booth just being set up by a members of Lakuli Clan. Another approached a young girl, in an attempt to snatch the sweet treats she was currently snacking on.

Several more appeared to nearby a woman sporting a hood and a cap, while a herd of Salamands descended upon a trio of stalls, selling livestock, taking particular interest in the ducks and goats.