The Massive Snake

"So, what's your name?" the merchant-entertainer asked.

"It's Ning. What's yours?" Ning asked. 

"I'm Reever Skulls. Nice to meet you, Mr. Ning," Reever said with a smile. 

They were no longer walking on sand, but rather crusted, deserted land as they made their way to the place where Ning assumed they were going to take a carriage. 

He could just fly away if he wanted to, but he found that quite boring, so he decided to just go on a carriage ride for a bit. 

"So what exactly is it that you do, brother Reever?" Ning asked. 

"I'm just a merchant. What about you?" Reever asked.

"Well, I…" Ning stopped didn't know what exactly he could say. "I don't have any job yet. If anything, I'm just a traveler, wandering around for no reason I guess."

"Eh? But you must do something right? Even travelers need money," Reever said.

"Well, I have a bit of medical knowledge, so you can think of me as a doctor," Ning said.