A short-tailed reptilian travels your way. Height is not its strength. He must have arrived from a still primitive tribe. There are many seasons unseen by this lot. His body appears to be quite agile. Perhaps that is a bit presumptuous though. His scales are numerous in structure. Theyre like chain links as opposed to plate mail. The forked tail seems a bit awkward. It is not an even fork, either. Perhaps it did not reform correctly at a younger age. He has characteristic lizard eyes, bulbous and glistening. Theyre attention is elsewhere. A row of needlelike teeth juts out of his elongated snout. Some are yellow and some blackened. A tongue shoots out for a split second. His head locks on to the scent of fresh death or quiche. It is unknown. The iguana-mans neck and face are a mess slow shifting color. Nothing vibrant. Dull patterns for a dull creature.