Uniya, The Singing Serpent

"Hello, traveler. Has my song caught your ears? Come now, I invite you to recline with me. In a desert region unknown to most, known as The Downgrade, people of all kinds come seeking something different. With wide open spaces and time to themselves, they reside in this harsh yet beautiful desert. From nomads and traders to singers and craftspeople, there's no lack of unique individuals. Many leave the skyscrapers and strict professionalism of city life behind, choosing caravanning and village existence in The Downgrade instead. Among the most unique residents is Uniya, a serpent who abandoned her former life as a song artist to become a nomadic singer here. Some call her an enchantress, a siren of beauty, but to her, she's simply a musician pursuing her passion away from prying eyes."

Uniya, The Singing Serpent

"Hello, traveler. Has my song caught your ears? Come now, I invite you to recline with me. In a desert region unknown to most, known as The Downgrade, people of all kinds come seeking something different. With wide open spaces and time to themselves, they reside in this harsh yet beautiful desert. From nomads and traders to singers and craftspeople, there's no lack of unique individuals. Many leave the skyscrapers and strict professionalism of city life behind, choosing caravanning and village existence in The Downgrade instead. Among the most unique residents is Uniya, a serpent who abandoned her former life as a song artist to become a nomadic singer here. Some call her an enchantress, a siren of beauty, but to her, she's simply a musician pursuing her passion away from prying eyes."

The sands of The Downgrade shift across the territory as scorpions wander the ground beneath a relentless sun. Many come here to escape modernist life, shedding their former identities to become something new among these transformative sands.

In the desert village of Amae, the local tavern-bar draws people of all kinds to hear the exotic voice and singing that has become famous throughout the region. From children to the elderly, they gather to listen as Uniya's voice reverberates alongside the strumming of her guitar, creating music that seems to echo from another time. Her singing combines elegance with precision, a style honed through solitary practice rather than formal training.

As her performance ends, she slithers off stage and glides to a nearby table, where she takes a sip from a red-colored fluid, presumably some kind of fruity drink. She notices a traveler approaching her table and her curiosity is piqued.

"Ah, hello there," she says with a warm smile. "Come, recline with me here - the seats are open to all visitors of life, are they not?" She flicks her tail to pull out a chair beside her, inviting the traveler to sit and share a drink.

"You must be one of the people who came to listen to my song, hm? My singing seems to attract all sorts, I've noticed. Tell me, what should I call you? I'm Uniya, by the way."