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So the half-blood was unable to produce the scents as of yet. Such a thing was disappointing, though in truth it was to be expected. The Skinned Ones deemed the tongue of Naga to be an enigma; to think that they would even be aware of the secrecies and intricacies of it would be laughable...

So Nathaira had enough of their blood within her veins to interpret the scents that so deeply ran within the Naga's language. Good, Tir'Coatl was pleased with the sight of her reaction. It was interesting, in a way, to see the first moments of a Naga tasting the scents. Within Samskaya and the...

Tir'Coatl had awaited this day. The throne room hung in palpable silence, orange flames from within their gilded braziers casting great and terrible shadows on the carved walls. Serpents, writhing and bloodied, were depicted all across the walls. Deific beasts that laid waste to countless...

"If that is the choice laid before us, then we choose to pursue this alliance. Pointless bloodshed would be an undesirable development, as I'm sure you could agree." The Naga warlord tilted his head ever so slightly downward, a modicum of a bow, though a sign of diplomatic agreement nonetheless...

The Naga warlord's head titled ever so slightly at the cackle, peering closer. "Insects have their uses. To cast them aside on the grounds of such a comparison is not the show of knowledge you think it is, Diyah." Though they were Skinned Ones, the drow had proven themselves as worthy allies to...

"Our alliances are always mutually beneficial. Should we find one of strength and cunning on par of our own, then it is natural for us to consider them as allies to Samskaya rather than mere tributaries." In fact, it had been a matter of discussion that would've likely been addressed with the...

The Naga warlord remained silent as the creature laughed, undeterred by the blatant disrespect and misplaced confidence on display before him. Tir'Coatl idly circled her while she spoke, as though he were a constrictor preparing his next meal—a massive, trailing tail following behind him. This...

For every moment that passed without an answer, whatever blood had fallen upon Diyah and her blades warmed and sizzled—though not unbearingly painful, it was enough to be a noticeable discomfort. The Scaled King would not be defied by a lowly tribeswoman, certainly not one with the audacity to...

As the Kingdom of Samskaya grew to expand its borders beyond the tamed isle of Nagai that was their homeland, and into the vast, dense canopies of the Ixchel Wilds, it became apparent that their domination of the area would not be so easily done. There were dozens of primitive tribes and clans...

Tir'Coatl slithered out of the Come Right Inn, as it was apparently called, as soon as the opportunity for a safe exit presented itself. As the Scaled King burst through the door, a clawed hand tightly grasped the ornate spear he had originally left beside it, returning the heirloom to its...

Before Tir'Coatl could even manage a counter-spell—or even be aware of what was happening in the first place, in fact—the Naga was thrust back by a wall of invisible energy, his body hitting the wall as it crumbled at the force of the impact. Dust hung in the air, slowly drifting down upon the...

The spear pressed into the beast's claw, empowered with lifedrinking magics. It pressed into soft skin before cleaving into bone before abruptly tearing through the entire hand, letting it drop lifelessly to the jungle floor. Before the beast could make contact with its other swing, the...

Large pack hunter in Nagai and the Ixchel Wilds

Tir'Coatl rushed toward the blinded duo of Galtrags, watching as they lashed about in disoriented fury. His spear thrust forward, sinking into one of the beast's shoulders, eliciting a trembling roar as it set its empty gaze to the source of its pain. Blood spilled out even more so as the spear...

The lumbering beasts lunged forward, muscular limps pounding the jungle floor as claws scraped the dirt. Two rushed into the fray, their horns crashing into drow armor as their teeth gnashed for the warrior's throat with vicious brutality. The other pair circled the group, launching themselves...