Heat and humidity burdened the swampy port town of Willowbrook. Various trade ships were docked, unloading their goods. Near a moss-covered gate leading to the center of town, a low-life reptile called Deeja reclined on a stack of barrels, observing the bustling activity. Her eyes darting through the crowd filing in. Smugly seated, she coveted coin purses and jewelry of passersby. She found the discomfort on their faces amusing. These people couldn't stand the heat, whereas she thrived in it.