He followed along the paved pathway from outside the gate for a bit to assess his new surroundings. The narrow road cut harshly through the terrain and besides the city, it was the only man-made object to be seen for miles around.
The world outside was a sorry sight. Much of the land was dry and barren. What little foliage remained was shriveling up as if something was slowly sapping the life out of them. Jagged rock formations loomed overhead and a thick layer of red dust had collected over the road from lack of use. This world looked like a decrepit wasteland with nothing to offer except filthy air and a short, painful death by means of the local wildlife. It reminded him much of home.
Despite the grim sight down below, the sky was quite clear today, and the sun was beating down intensely. Rin took off his oversized, traveling poncho and enjoyed the warmth of the rays. Of course, it was nowhere near as satisfying as the sun Lunca had. It was much stronger then this puny excuse for a ball of burning gas, so much so that nadrins could practically live off of the energy it emitted. But this sun was far too weak to sustain him, that’s why he was so desperate for food. The lack of exposure to the sunlight from Lunca had also turned his skin this diseased-looking shade of blue. All nadrins naturally possess pale, white skin tones, but lack of sunlight causes their skin to turn a rather vivid shade of blue, and now Rin stuck out like a sore thumb most of the time.
But... at least they had a sun, even if it was an extremely lame one, it was better than no sun at all. He perched himself on a taller rock and soaked in some of the delightful heat.