Cununculus

Small grains of sand, swept over the dusty streets. The heat of two suns glaring down upon the houses and workshops of Anchorhead. Anyone who shouldn´t be on the streets was at home, at work, or in a bar. A small, brown robed figure hobbled over the street. Bent forward, he carried what seemed to be a very heavy bag. No doubt filled with parts bought at the shop he just left. The building looked like any other in Anchorhead, besides the faded sign reading: Tar´Nach´Ka´s Mechanics and Supplies. The little creature hobbled along, passing the low-build shops of a town which should have seen better days, but never had. Founded