The Naga, from Volume 2

naga

HD 5
AC AS PLATE
DAMAGE 1D6

May spit poison up to six feet. Save v Poison to negate. 1d6 damage
May constrict in melee. Difficult Strength check. 1d6 damage from constriction
Gaze causes Save v Paralysis +2 or be charmed as per the spell Charm

 

Divinity is an action.
Made real by its truth-thirst.
Recall the slitherine heaves of mother egg's birth.
Recall the song-scream of mother moon's burst.


Clad in chalk and dye
Ash and skin
Take the form of gods
Recall the splendour of long dead kin.

A chosen vessel
To pour the hate and woe
Of long forgotten sorrow.

Skin grows dry. Fuse to scale.
Limbs extraneous. Broken, forms a tail.
Eyes bleed true
To see the pain of past anew.

Live amongst the forebears
Formed of silent stone
Their effigies, riotous like a dream
Remember their due.

Suns rise, moons fall.
The memory and hate remains in the bone.
Austere or wild the rites come to holy ground.

The honoured speakers
Crawl like stone
To feed on pain and labour
Or die without a sound.

O bless'd are they!
To die like gods!

Moons rise, suns fall.
Cities burn, tongues forgotten.
The reaper calls, bodies fall rotten.

Wanderers from yonder
Prowl through the corpse of yesteryear
But still the guardians remember
The fate of an invader.

Statues they seem
Lifelike they perch
Carved of masonry and clad in paint.
Silently they deem
These defilers of their church
Offerings worthy of a saint.

From dark tombs emerge
From halls once filled
From memories of hate
From nests once warm

Adorned in skulls of foes
Regalia of jade, bright and cold
Gold threads from 'cross the seas
A crown that recalls rage untold.

In fact and in form
Robbers learn too late
The Naga of legend and Naga of late
Bear the same hate.

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Divinity is a performance.
It knows it is
And was
It never need ask.

Divinity wears a face for a mask.

This is but one of the paths a man may walk to leave mortality behind.
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