Part 2 I started to slowly get used to my half-human life. Though at first everything and anything seemed to be full of unpleasant people and problems I had never even thought possible. Only somewhat pleasant person I had met was so far Saeger, who very soon had told me about the small organization called Outlanders that he, too, was a part of. He seemed sure I should be part of it as well. He also tried to get me to tell my story to him but I saw it safer to stick to saying I only had a strange skin condition, that’s all. Sunset Valley, despite the people, seemed to fit to me very well climate-wise. A lot of rain kept my scales healthy and I went swimming when I had a safe chance, often meaning nights or dawns when no one was on the move other than me. What humans considered bad weather worked often in my favour, as rain seemed to always make them hide away to their homes. I myself loved rai...