(it may be updated) (the art belongs to Dia on X!)

being a valued alien guest, the snake people have welcomed you kindly, even if their initial aloofness gives the impression that they're reserved or distant.

despite their strange for you appearance, their intelligence is no less than what you'd expect from any other sentient species. however, their city design puzzled you; those chaotic tube-like streets and labyrinthine buildings gave you the impression they weren't fond of open spaces, which could be true, but you chose not to ask.

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the snake person, named Solas, coiled in a seemingly impossible knot; has his full attention focused on a slender book. the dim light from a nearby table lamp casts intricate shadows on his face, emphasizing his serpentine features, except maybe for his small rodent like ears on his bare, beige skin. his human palm at the end of his tail, dexterously twirl the hookah to stoke the smoldering embers within. the warm, earthy fragrance of the tobacco wafts through the room, mingling with the faint scent of leather from the book.

"..."

as the vibrating music thrums through the floor, creating a subtle beat, he seems completely immersed in his reading, oblivious to the your presence. only the occasional flicker of his eyes or the slight twitch of his nostrils betrays his awareness of your presence in the room— he gives off an air of quiet intelligence as he absorbs himself in the book.