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I love the art for leshi’s here. Very cool x3 but now last but not least, my boys are next ^^
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Another reason why we chose the leshy and two others for this book is that we knew what ancestries would likely make it into the APG. While something like the planar scions or kobolds felt like obvious choices, having those in our back pocket meant we could choose more interesting ancestries for this book. I’m just happy Lizardfolk made the cut! Only bummer is October is so far away to throw my money at you lol
I know it’s a long shot. Please allow me to hope beyond hope. My favorite monster and race is Lizardfolk. I really hope they make it into this bestiary for me xDIt's better than you imagined. Lizardfolk (iruxi) are not only in the Bestiary, but they've also been announced as an ancestry available for player characters in the Lost Omens Character Guide. I truly only know happiness now
I know it’s a long shot. Please allow me to hope beyond hope. My favorite monster and race is Lizardfolk. I really hope they make it into this bestiary for me xD
I’m just a one shot reptile xP
Yizzik's breath would hitch some as Poe offers the axe of the fallen dwarf and kin alike. He seemed humbled as he hesitated to reach for the weapon, glancing from the spirit to Poe before finally taking it and bowing his head. "Delbera...Poe...you both honor me. I will take this axe as more than just a gift, but with a vow to honor the good names of those who wielded it before me," he offered, his voice struggling to steady as he now held the powerful weapon in hand, thanking his graces to his allies as well as silently thanking his newfound lord.
The reptile would give a sigh as his feet slowly came to touch ground, the spell seeming to slowly fade as he became a normal lizard once more. He'd glance over at his comrades as they collected the axe and other items around the room, nodding as he sheathed his own axe. Perhaps one day, it too would have a name, one worthy of the platinum dragon that had given him strength once more. "I'm only glad most of her attention was kept on me rather then all of you. Let us hope this place may finally be cleansed."
Only did well from all the assistance I got ^^ teamwork ftw
Feeling his energy sapped, Yizzik would hiss yet again, doing his best to resist. He'd feel the lingering feeling of the energy, fatiguing his body somewhat but not his resolve as he'd swing again at his enemy with righteous vigor, floating downward to flank with his ally rather than keeping his high ground advantage.
Yizzik's tail would lash out at the wraith, batting it away as it once more attempted to drain him of his spirit only to once more fail. His axe raised high in both hand, he'd again swing down on his adversary, looking to smite her down for good. "The maker of all shall see you returned to the dirt!"
Only if she doesn't wreck me xD
Yizzik hissed as he takes the barrage of negative energy, letting out a roar as he did his best to resist its unholy draining of his mortal soul. His eyes burned with righteous fury as he swung at his enemy, floating forward in order to unleash a barrage, the name of his hidden source of strength coming to him now in his heart. "In the name of the Waybringer! I shall return you to the grave, by Apsu's might!" the reptile bellowed with two might swings of his axe.
Yizzik hates to admit it, but the creature was correct about his armor. He wasn't the quickest in the world, and saw himself as a living shield for his allies. With that gone, his only option was to abandon his shield in favor of gripping his axe with both hands. Now, he would strike with the full force of his bestial strength, calling out to the heaven voice that had watched over him in the desert. One more, he would need its help, using his new found flight to fly high above the ethereal monster and strike down with his magical axe. The wraiths were bad, but she needed to be dealt with first.
"Evil had no place in this land, let alone my heart. Your promises are curses and blights and not much else!" Yizzik would roar, his body raising higher into the air as his flight mimic' his rage at the creatures insults to the dwarfs, his friends and life itself. Needless to say he'd draw his axe all the same, ready to face the wicked spirit.
Yizzik had taken the potion, only to be surprised by his sudden weightlessness after his meal. It was odd for a reptile to look embarrassed, but having been caught eating the liver, he couldn't help himself. Now, he found himself floating, and with a bit of adjustment, had taken to enjoying his time flying around the rooms, tail swaying happily behind him as he did.
Yizzik would watch as the two tasted the different potions, tail swaying back and forth along the ground as he sat up and moved towards the different foods. Lizardfolk were raised to never let food go to waste, so while most of this would make human's and dwarves stomach turn, the reptile only saw an interesting array of food. He'd obviously avoid the marmalade out of respect for his friend, but couldn't help himself not to try the liver. His pallet loved salty food anyways.
Yizzik would give a sigh of relief feeling his wounds healing from the magic wand, setting himself down to finally relax afterwards for a little. "Thank you Lilly," the reptile would say in gratitude, offering a awkward smile as he did.
Yizzik gives a lone sigh as he puts away his axe, leaving his shield out after having learned the group and he could always use the extra protection. He gave the pitiful creature a final look before setting to digging through his pockets, hoping to find something useful for the group as there was still more ground to cover and dangers to fight more than likely. "I can't believe one could be so fooled into loving such a wicked creature," he commented aloud to the group, shaking his head as he did.
Yizzik had to agree as the damn thing slipped from their grasp. It was a shame, but it seemed it had to be done. Redrawing his axe, he'd aim to end the angry creatures life quick and easy with a single chop.
Approaching fast, Yizzik would put away his axe to assist in pinning their enemy, hoping to make it that more simple to finish him or probe him for information. "He might have information we can use!"
Continuing his assault on the skeletons, Yizzik would continue to swing his magical, black axe, looking to reduce the undead enemys into powder.
Yizzik continued to chop at the skeleton, looking to bring their enemy down before it could do any more harm.
Yizzik growls as he tries to shake his head violent and relieve himself of the effect on his eyes. He could still feel the tingling sensation on his body from the electricity. It would make his counter strike even harder, but he attempted to make his way towards his enemy all the same.
Yizzik would only watch his friends with interest, chuckling at Lily's review of the green liquid she had sipped. He'd turn to address Poe as the women did their investigation of the magical tools around the room, a light chuckle escaping. "Same for me I'm afraid, never really understood how it all worked.."
Yizzik would snarl and hiss as his enemy focused on his friend than on him, seeking now to make him pay for his choices and protect her from harm if able.
"Well it seems you have them now. This will be your only chance to surrender peacefully, so I'd recommend you take it," Yizzik would recommend, though he doubted the red cap would take it. These creatures seemed quite full of malice so he'd keep his shield and axe at the ready for what was to come.
Yizzik would roar, coming in hard on his enemies, his first swing coming in strong but his back swing a bit more sloppy.
Yizzik had only barely restrained himself from rushing in upon seeing the prisoners. He knew better than to risk his companions and his own life without waiting to see if any enemies lie in wait. Sure enough, the strange plant and undead creatures made themselves known, Yizzik charging in under the cover of his friends spell to aid him fight harder than before.
Yizzik would watch as they followed the paths set for the bats, taking point when it seemed they'd be going in for a landing. He let one hand hold fast while the other pulled free his shield, taking up a defensive hold as he went in first to be his companions protector just in case. He had watched Dawn and Lily speak and though hadn't voiced anything, had becoming that much more protective as he kept a look out for enemies.
Yizzik would only chuckle at his friends joke, coming in close to give the sprite a look and make a joke of his own at its expense. "My scales would break teeth, but the little thing would barely be a mouthful," he'd say a bit darkly, showing his rows of razor sharp teeth before moving away after causing the thing just a little fear for sport.
"Anyway...they've should have learned their lesson. Let's make haste to continue on our way.."
Yizzik would struggle to keep the dust from his eyes and direct his poor blinded mount. He couldn't help but feel for the poor creature that already had poor eyesight to begin with, but turned it around to fly once more at its opponent, looking to bring down the sprite for good.
Knowing his bat might struggle to stay airborne, the lizardfolk would allow it to continue flying, but not until he got one final swing at his enemy with a vicious backhanded horizontal slash.
Yizzik would only hiss at these new, rude creatures. They dare threaten him but worst of all, dare suggest that he give up himself or a companion to die. Even as the flaming bolt struck him, he'd glare with a mighty fury and these creatures would would soon smite, attempting to fly over and bring his axe upon the insect mount currently attacking his new friend, Dawn.
Yizzik didn't seem too concerned about an oversized bat, being the oversized lizard he was. He'd approach the creature with interest, pleased that the gong had given the result he was hoping to see. This wouldn't have likely happened on the surface. He let his claws scratch gently at the sides of the bat, looking to mimic what humans did with canines, though he was extra careful since he knew his claws were sharper. After a bit though, he'd hop on as well, ready for where this flying creature might take them.
"Thank you, Lady Dawn. Your help since our friends passing has been very welcome. Currently what keeps me fighting are the companions I've made here and keeping them alive, but there's always felt like more going on behind my destiny that I can't quite place," he'd reply to Dawn as she attempted their more formal meeting, offering the best he could at a smile which did seem rather strange for a creature with no lips. It was the best he could offer though. The reptile watches and gestures for his new friend to hit the gong, interested to see if anything different would happen compared to the gongs of the surface world. He had never been around creatures that chose to live in the underdark nor anything fey like. To Yizzik, it was all so interesting. He looked forward for a place to actually rest though, digging his violin out of his pack so that he might find a place to play and entertain those he had met and traveled with soon.
I'm definitely not PFS lol
"Thanks my friend, still alive, just exhausted," he'd tell his dwarves friend after the little nudge, thankful to get a little help back onto his feet. He began to feel much better as Lily's magic wand did its trick, the large reptile stretching the soreness out of his muscles after their quick and sudden repair. The pain was still present, but was now more of an ache like after a long workout. "And thank you Lily...I owe you greatly..! When the grouped followed to the village and met with their leader, he'd only bow in ready respect and keep quiet. His time with humans had taught him some about those leaders and he had learn non scalykin rulers craved respect from those that talked and silence from those who fought.
Not understand any of what was being spoken, all Yizzik would do is put away his shield and axe, moving to lay on the ground soon after. This was certainly more pain than he had known in a long while, but he recognized and was proud of the victory achieved and lives saved. The others seemed to have this under control. He considered for a moment on chomping down on one of the red caps, but decided that hold off on that while the gnomes were still presents the did look a little similar.
"St-Stay behind me..!" he told the little gnome despite being on his last legs himself. The creatures defenses proved superior to his own as that scythe managed to find weak spots in his armor and punish the reptile more severely for them then he could with his axe. This wouldn't stop his assault though, looking to defend these innocent until his dying breath.
The reptile snarls as he's finally wounded, letting out a vicious insult only existing in the draconic tongue, the the common language equivalent would be similar to calling the beareded enemy rancid bile from rotting food. It was certainly a lizardfolk insult from one who would eat carrion in desperate times. The insult would only precede another flurry of violent swings.
Having run the distance, Yizzik's soul wept for the fallen gnome. He wouldn't let another one fall as he came down hard upon his foe, hissing angrily enough for it to echo off the cavern walls as he swung his axe with righteous fury.
Yizzik would rush in quick after the enemy who seemed to keep his sight. He couldn't afford to let the blasted thing get another swing at the gnomes that were struggling to fight them off. "Keep the other distracted my friends! I'll deal with this one!" he yelled back as he charged, his amber eyes locked on his target as leapt into the air, dwaring his axe to bring it down hard.
Yizzik still felt a bit anxious from everything, though it had mostly passed as he tried to calm himself. He could feel whatever it was still in his system, the reptile trying to quell the foreign feels before setting down his shield and axe. He'd take a moment to breath and calm himself, but found some joy in Dawns jokes, turning and laughing some as he was able to relax some from her humor.
"Ugh...g-get out of my mind!" he growled, shaking his head free of the spells attempting to cloud his mind. Unlike before, the reptile was armored once more and ready for combat, coming in hard on his enemies to defend his friends.
Yizzik gagged and coughed as the disgusting beast exploded before him, unable to move before it covered him in his entrails, nor able to resist the disgusting taste and aroma it conjured. His head felt dizzy as he stumbled back, though he was thankful his form had covered Poe still strapped on his back, and a harsh shake of his head soon cleared his thoughts.
The reptile felt almost nervous about having made poor choice, but would steel himself as he saw glob of saliva heading right for him, dashing to the side. The claws on his feet would grind against the stone as he slid, stopping his motion followed by a mad charge into combat.
Yizzik would curse as well, stuck without his armor now to face the ugly beast. The reptile warrior saw no benefit in trying to face the creature, not with his ally strapped to his back and not as his full capacity, but could he outcrawl the beast? It seemed the choice was his to make in this short amount of time, and in the end chose to fight. He'd draw out his shield, ready to defend his allies to the best of his ability.
Stuffing his shield away, the reptile would begin removing his armor as well to decrease his weight and encumberance. Now he could move freely as his true self, kneeling to let the dwarf grab hold. "Do not worry. Unlike hair, grabbing onto my scales or any spines won't cause me any pain," he told his ally, confident his natural climbing talent would see them both down safely.
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