((I wrote this a while ago but forgot to post it. Here goes!))
Nights in the Badlands tended to be nearly as hot as the days. The land was a harsh place, and few creatures could survive in its heat. A snake slowly slithered by on the warm ground, heading towards a group of red and gold tents in the distance. Pairs of sin’dorei, clad in gleaming armor, patrolled the perimeter of the encampment. The snake quietly slithered behind one such pair; a women wearing black and red plate armor with a giant sword strapped to her back, and a man garbed in red and gold cloth.