Role

Chapter 1

Deep in the unexplored swamps of Thera there lies two tribes of Saurian ever
waiting for the Prophecy of the End. The only times these zealous tribes of
Sra and Weh meet is during the coming of age ceremony. They meet in neutral
ground known as the Den of the Grand Seer. This is where the Grand Seer who
is chosen by past Grand Seers in the same ceremony guides the young Saurian
to their path. Will it be Sra? Will it be Weh? Will they find themselves
in-between?


on opposing sides of their sacred land the Saurians watch tensely.
All believing their tribes will be the victors in the Prophecy to come. They
send their offspring one at a time to the center to be guided by the Grand
Seer. Slowly the Seer mixes his swamp ingredients to make the dust of dreams.
The ceremonial powders that has been passed down through the ages.


Once mixed he places the bowl filled with dust in front of the youngling
where he sets it ablaze. The vapors rise before they are breathed in. A
trance overtakes the saurian as they dream walk to their souls spiritual
source. Some find themselves growing plants around them, moss sprouting from
their skin, and some manifest a small rainstorm.


Others will find poisons oozing from the ground around them, dark smoke
swirling around them, or blood dripping from their scaled bodies. Mild
resonance from the planes they travel, but none of them are too troubling. It
is a time of great joy for both tribes despite the tensions.


Ukualtia was up to receive his ceremony as a member of the Krel'Weh tribe
he was known for his deep connection to nature. Secretly he hoped to become
the next Grand Seer to guide those like himself now. He would be laughed at
for his weakness if he let any know of his desires. The fire beneath him was
lit while he contemplated where he will go. As the vapors hit him he
convulsed violently.


Four vile clouds appears around him before forming into bone demons. Both
tribes raise their weapons defensively watching as the bone demons flanked
thbe young Saurian. The Grand Seer hissed signaling the others to rest their
guard. Despite his call to rest he eyed the young saurian curiously.


Ukualtia choked on acidic fumes as he looked around him. He felt a deep
disconnection from the natural forces around him. Around him he sensed heat,
life. Snarling wildly a lesser demons hoping to devour the foreign intruder
into their homes. Purely by instinct he tore the closest demon apart with
divine energy. A small victory in the endless onslaught to come....