Human: Generate for me a description of a gloomy scene outside town with huts and a canal. Assistant: 
Rude huts comprised mostly of dung and filthy hay line this muddy unpaved road. The derelict inhabitants here seem to cleave to their own kind, each race vying against one another for what meager scraps they might dredge from the mire of the Holler. A canal of fetid runoff flows down towards the river, permeating the area with an acrid stench.