LIZARDMEN OF FALGOR'S SWAMP II
Set Nº 86
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FALGOR LIZARDLING
The mighty warriors of Falgor are only one half of the swamp's hunting packs.
Hidden beneath tangled roots, hanging from ancient trees, or stalking silently through the reeds, the Lizardlings are the unseen hunters of the tribe.
Smaller and far more agile than their larger kin, these swift reptiles serve as scouts, assassins, beast keepers, and poison gatherers.
While the mighty Lizardmen meet their enemies head-on with brutal strength, the Lizardlings weaken them long before the battle begins, striking from impossible angles with blowpipes, javelins, and wicked bone blades.
Every poisonous herb, venomous creature, and deadly fungus found within the swamps eventually finds its way into their hands.
Even the massive Bastion Wyverns, living fortresses capable of carrying entire hunting parties into battle, depend on the Lizardlings to prepare the toxic concoctions poured upon invading armies. .
FALGOR RAZOR WYVERN RIDERS
The Razor Wyverns are among the swiftest predators of the Falgor swamps.
Unlike the towering Brute Wyverns or the flying Pterowyverns, these lean hunters rely on speed, razor-sharp claws, and relentless pursuit. Raised from the moment they hatch, they develop an almost unbreakable bond with their riders.
Together they weave effortlessly through mangrove roots and flooded marshes, launching devastating ambushes before disappearing back into the mist.
Many believe the Razor Wyverns are too intelligent to be truly domesticated. Others claim they simply hunt alongside the Lizardlings because they have learned that wherever they go, fresh meat soon follows.
A wild, untamed Razor Wyvern is an encounter that few creatures could survive.
KHAZI ME'VEES, LIZARDMAN ASSASSIN
"By the time you notice me, I've already decided whether you live."
Few creatures have ever seen Khazi Me'Vees before feeling his blades.
Unlike the warriors who seek glory through open battle, Khazi serves Zarrkan in silence.
Chiefs who refuse to kneel, rival shamans, wandering heroes, and even monstrous beasts have all disappeared after venturing too deeply into the swamps.
It is whispered that Khazi has crossed blades with the finest assassins of the Goldmaw cities and lived to tell the tale.
Whether truth or legend, one fact remains unquestioned: when the high shaman Drulsk speaks a name beneath the moon, Khazi ensures that name is never heard again.
SKEEL & DRIK, BEAST AGITATORS
"Run faster! They're hungry!"
Among the Lizardlings, no pair is stranger than Skeel and Drik.
While most hunters avoid provoking the colossal beasts that roam the swamps, these two delight in doing exactly that.
Armed with little more than a bait pole and reckless courage, they spend their days driving packs of Razor Wyverns toward enemy settlements or luring enormous swamp predators into the path of invading armies.
Many wonder how they have survived for so many seasons. Skeel insists it is skill. Drik claims it is luck. The Razor Wyverns seem unconvinced.
LISKA, EGG HUNTRESS
"Nice pair of eggs... they're mine now."
Among the Lizardlings, stealing eggs is a dangerous but highly respected tradition.
Whether taken from rival tribes, giant reptiles, or creatures far larger than herself, Liska has built quite a reputation for returning home with prizes no one else would dare approach.
Some say she possesses tremendous courage... others argue she simply lacks common sense.
FALGOR BASTION WYVERN
"Even the swamp builds fortresses."
Unlike the predatory Razor Wyverns and Pterowyverns, the Bastion Wyvern is a colossal herbivore whose endless appetite allows it to grow to astonishing proportions. Its broad back, protected by immense armored plates, has made it the ideal living fortress for the Lizardmen of Falgor.
Entire hunting parties or Lizardlings ride atop these gentle giants, sheltered behind barricades while they rain poisoned darts, hurl javelins, and pour cauldrons of toxic swamp concoctions onto those foolish enough to stand below. The Bastion Wyvern's hide is so thick and resilient that even the deadliest poisons brewed by the Lizardlings cannot penetrate it, allowing the beast to march unharmed through streams of lethal toxins.
Slow but unstoppable, a Bastion Wyvern can cross flooded marshes where no siege engine could ever follow. When one emerges from the mist, the battle has already been decided.
