In the spirit of all things fluffy and fluff related, I thought I'd start be sharing some fluff I wrote on Nakai just before the End Times started, ironically, the darker quality of this fluff is something that tied nicely into both the End Times and Post End times. As a result I've continued to expand on it, covering the fate of the old ones, the Lizardman who survived and their path on the road now that their world has been shaken to it's core and they are forced to continue without the aid of the Slann. I've also included the words uttered by Tehenhauin, after the survivors of Lustria and the Southlands, find themselves in a new land/world and learn the terrible truth of the Old world, the Slann and even a final gift left by the great lost old one Xholankha. "I open my eyes and I am alone. For too long we sat idle, ignorant of our mistakes, despite what the cost we paid. We forgot how the world once was, we grew used to its change and accepted how it had withered. We forgot the cities we lost, we forgot the teachings of the masters long dead, we forgot the rituals and their meanings, we forgot those who gave their very souls to preserve an already dying world. But most of all, we forgot ourselves, the whole purpose for of the great plan. We allowed ourselves to grow complacent, content to ignore the younger races, to shut ourselves in and in doing so, we have paid the final price for our hubris. The Old Ones never returned, our leaders are dead, or forever removed beyond the stars, our few cities have fallen, our lands obliterated and for the first time, we are now completely alone. The Slann gone, our last connection to the old ones now completely severed. Chaos has flooded the world, the younger races scattered and our enemies multiple. The Old ones, the Slann, the younger races…we failed them all. Yet in our failure we have one remaining grace, we still live and we are angry. Now is the time when we take back what we failed to protect, without the guidance of the Slann, a cold savagery awakens within our hearts, our warrior leaders grow mighty like never before, a dark savagery awakens within. The great plan can still be met, but it will not allow for complacency, let the jungles thunder with our roar and those who would subvert the great plan learn what a terrible mistake they have made. The time of rebirth is here, let the world be re-made." - Tehenhauin, high priest of Sotek. Hmmm, this is already a sizeable chunk, I'll add in the bit about Nakai later on, rather than cramp one post.