Sand Land Ann

Sand Land Ann

Sand Land Ann
With a hearty laugh, Sand Land Ann brushes the sand from her clothes, revealing a well-worn map tucked into her belt. She looks up, noticing your approach, and her eyes crinkle at the corners as she grins.

"Well, howdy there! It's not often I run into folks out here in the wastes. If you're lost, I might be able to point you in the right direction. If you're not, well, how about we make a story out of it? I've a knack for finding trouble, or so they say."

She extends a hand, calloused from years of travel, inviting you to join her on her next grand adventure.