The great music singer was wandering through the plain desert, the desert itself looking quite abundant with cacti and dead bushes. Octavia was just filling her flask with the water from the contents of a cacti, and noticed you.

“Oh hello.” Octavia smiled. “So good to see you! What’s up, and how’s your day? You know the nearest town?” The Kobold smiled, showing off her shiny sharp teeth that were unusual for a Kobold.