“We are known as Naga. Many of us remember the past. Many of us stayed out of the history of this world. We stayed hidden. Many of us found a desert way before Nightmare Moon attacked. The desert dwellers have known us for years. I may not be the first queen to lead my tribe to an alliance."

I sigh looking at the notes. It was so hard to make the words. The heroes are here well what is left of them. I am told we won’t be seeing Dunewalker anytime soon. There are reasons for this. My guards are lifting me on my throne since. I have a sensitive underbelly these days.

“We welcome the heroes. To lead us to victory. I..” I sigh and crumble another page of my speech tossing it into a trash can that one of my chambermaids is carrying.

“My Queen, are you having problems?”

I glance down at the albino chambermaid. She was an open speaker and helps me through many things as of late. Leaning back in the chair it was my first time in so long a naga was allowed at Mount Aris. Looking at the old half-destroyed town from the weapons of old as they try to rebuild and fight ghouls created from the old bombs of the past. I haven’t seen so many desert dwellers or other races in one area in so long.

“I am a bit. It’s been so long since an alliance like this has been formed. How do I put it into words? The fact this city hasn’t been lived in for almost 200 years. What do I say to all this?”

The chambermaid follows us and I just sigh looking at all the souls of the alliance that we are about to form. Seeing so many here it’s scary to me. What would happen if suddenly The Storm King attacks us all?

“Well, why not talk from your heart then?”

I sigh deeply and when finally make it into the halls of the meeting. Sitting in every chair are various leaders of tribes and other races. Some rat creepers to more mantis to some creatures I have never seen before. Sitting on the throne is the princess taking over for the Queen. While she is away trying to find Dream valley.

Sitting by the stand are the heroes. Even if Hawk can’t sit she is looking like she is. I took a deep breath and they seem to be waiting for me. I need to speak from the heart. Looking at the notes and all I can think of is the story of my kind.

Getting off my throne and sliding my legless body to the podium. Taking a deep breath speaking into the old microphone from so long ago.

“Many of us have come together because of a creature that we all thought was long dead. We all know those beside me. The heroes minus two of them. Dunewalker and Ruby. For all, we know the hero will never return. But the hope she brought. Has made me understand the past of my species.”

Looking to the Chambermaid.

“To speak of our will for this alliance. I may have to go back before my time as Queen. It all started 1000 or so years ago before the time of Nightmare Moon.”

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The story of the Naga.

Like most of us here we are creations of our father. Our father Grogar. I know most of us never wish to speak of him. But he is our father our creator. If it wasn’t for his evil we would never exist. We helped him cut a slice through the world.

Then after Gusty, the great did what she did. We got freed most of us were killed and a lot escaped to many areas of the land. I...or my ancestor that founded my tribe came to what is known as Widowmaker desert. It wasn’t Widowmaker then. Then it was a lovely forest land full of water and hope.

It is written in our history of what happened. I open my eyes shaking and cold. I haven’t had a good night’s rest or sleep in ages. I could be the only one left alive I know of. I slowly lead myself into a shelter and I see the owners of this land. Camels I have no idea how they would act towards me.

I am hungry I am dying. I need help. I slowly come out from behind the trees.

“ Help me..” I cried the camels look down at me and they scream in a language I don’t understand. I fall on my chest groaning deeply in pain feeling I will no longer be awake without something to eat. I try to cry for help again. But darkness takes me.

Open my eyes in a soft bed. Looking around and only hearing a few words.

“You gave us a scare. The fact we don’t get Naga this far out. It must be true then you’re all free.”

I didn’t fully understand every word they were saying. I found it strange though they didn’t just want to run or kill me.

“Why not kill me?”

The camel just gives me a sweet smile.

“Why should I? what would I gain by killing you? I don’t think you understand. Even if you’re an evil soul we would never harm you. Unless you try to harm us. From the look of the shine of your scales and how you look. You must be a leader?”

Me a leader? We have no leaders or we didn’t. I look at my shining scales and the gems embedded in my scales. This normally means we are just a leader of warriors or important. But not a leader.

“We have no leaders...Maybe that should change?”

The camel that has been helping me did all they could for me. They clean up my scales and they cleaned my wounds. They told me an area most of my kind have gathered. It was many days later before I left. But their chief gave me pointers on what to say.

“You need to show leadership. It’s not always going to be easy. You have to prove that you can be the leader. This may even mean that you have to battle. From the looks of you that you have battled.”

A battle is not something I wish to do. I want to do it peacefully but that may be too late to do so. After the ponies going after us and trying to kill us for being children of Grogar.

“What if we run into more ponies going after us. Because we are children of Grogar?”

The camel chief shrugs his shoulders.

“Ponies need to get over themselves. Ever since they lost their land back then they have become extremely xenophobic. Don’t worry though for now the borders are protected here. For now, at least they haven’t tried invading yet.”

I took a deep breath. The chief helped me make a necklace of gems and embedded more into my scales. It was to give me a shine. Now thankfully my scales didn’t hurt when we did this. Since sometimes this happens just by gliding our bodies on the surface.

“I hope that someday that we can all be at peace. It’s not going to be easy to want this but we have to do it someday right?”

The camel shrugs.

“There are times that even my kind are xenophobic but when it comes to those running from the ponies. You will always be welcomed. As long as you don’t try to take over our lands. Then you just find a place for yourselves. You will be fine with us. Now you better get going.”

I took a deep breath my lungs expanding as well as my chest closing my eyes very tightly. The stress in my body of thinking I would fail at becoming the first leader of my tribe or whatever tribes are here.

It was the next day and I went to go find the others that survived being hunted by the ponies. The fact we are creations and sons and daughters of Grogar himself. We would have to learn to move on to what he has done to us.

It took me about three days to even find more of my species. This land was like a jungle it wasn’t easy to go through it. I heard stories from those I came across. That this land is known as the killer. I am also told there is an old wrecked ship at the coast a large town created on it known as boat city.

From the stories, it’s gone through many names. The one explaining this to me is a pony.

“I do understand that you’re a creation of the monster Grogar. You have to understand though the tribes don’t fully understand how to accept others. I may be an earth pony and homesteaded some land not far from here. But I am willing to allow you and others of your kind to form a city under.”

Relaxing in relief. Now I just need to gather what tribes or others I can. To form and dig under this ponies land.

“Are you sure the other ponies you live with won’t have an issue with this?”

The pony shifted on his hooves and lifted his head with his hoof. He looks up at me with a weak smile. I could tell it wasn’t easy for him to tell me the truth. The truth ponies couldn’t get over the fact that my kind and others are creations of Grogar.

“Well you have to understand the war with Grogar is still pretty fresh in the minds of my kind. Most might never get over the war. We still don’t understand what Gusty the great and her friends did. All we know that they sang a song. Let the bell of freedom ring. I am guessing that means freedom for all who fought for him.”

I heard a commotion since I wasn’t far from the village. I quickly went to hide into a bush and a group of ponies came over the farmer.

“Hey Blast. We found an entire cave of those nagas. We are going to go attack them in a few days. Are you willing to come to join us and get rid of those monsters?”

I watch from the bush feeling scared about this. If I didn’t act and find these others they would have been killed. I knew about this cave but I haven’t been able to get over the fact. I am a female and most of them in there are males. I took a deep breath and I had to go save them.

“I don’t know boys maybe. The mares are right we should just leave them alone. I have a feeling if we attack them we won’t like what would happen.”

The larger stallion stood over Blast. The anger in his eyes just thinking of not harming these creatures.

“Did you forget what they did to all of us? They turned us into their slaves in the name of Grogar. If we don’t take care of them we might as well give them our asses so they can fuck us in them.”

Thoughts going through my mind and I just shook my head. What a classy way to say that we would kill them. But well shoving our swords into their asses. I shook my head at the thoughts again. I then watch them beating my friend. I had to help him all I could think of doing was scaring them. I took a deep breath and made a loud screeching roar as a hydra would. The ponies quickly move from beating the stallion.

“Come on he’s had enough come let’s go!!”

The ponies leave the beaten stallion. Thankfully they didn’t hurt him too much just made him bleed from his head. When they left I went to the stallion and did everything I could to clean his wound.

“I am sorry my friend. It seems many of my kind have a hate for your species. Just before you leave and save those others of your species do you have a name.”

That question hit me hard. We never had names Grogar just created us. And then sent us out fighting as his warriors. Looking down at my scales and how mine is different from most. The females of my kind have more shiny and glowing scales. I see diamonds and many other gems lodged between my scales.

“I guess. I should be called Diamond. Now I must go. Blast. I will bring who I can back. Then make our home.”

I left the safe area of the homesteaded farm closing my eyes tightly. It wasn’t easy to get to this cave. I had to go through many checkpoints that the ponies set up. The checkpoints are normally walls being built up. I found some weak points in the walls and able to get through them. Since most of the walls were just built and not very well. A lot of them got rushed.

When I got closer to the cave. I saw many ponies getting ready to attack in a few days. I had to convince them as quickly as I could to leave. I am sure most would like to stay behind and fight. I have killed many ponies myself. I just don’t wish to fight or kill anymore.

It took a better part of a day hiding and passing through so many heavily guarded areas just to get there. When I get into the cave the others welcome me with open arms. Being as tired as I was I could explain what I had to go through yet.

“Listen…”

I cough deeply trying to regain my ability to speak.

“Relax.. miss. “ A large male spoke up and helps me to a chair I could relax and after a while, I can finally say it.

“I am here to get the rest of you out of here. The ponies know you’re here. There is a pony near a farm willing to let us dig under his farm. To build our home. We have to leave in a few days please listen to me.”

The males look at each other. I could see that they wish to fight.

“We know this. The warriors of our species will go out to meet them. While you and the others escape. The other warriors and I know that if we do this. They might think they killed what is left of the warrior males. I will give you at least two of my best warriors.”

I had no choice I couldn’t argue. I wanted to argue but to them, I was just a female of the species. One to help expand the species. Grogar did much for us he gave us life. He never thought this would happen. If I could speak to father even if he is trapped or dead.

It was many hours later everything was set up. Me and others many females and one that is an egg tender holding eggs of our future huddled with me in the cave. The weaker males stood with sticks and sharp rocks tied to the end of the stick. It was tense and the battle outside started. I could hear screaming on both sides.

The smoke from the fires started outside seep into the cavern. I allow myself to be the first to go out. It was like an hour or two later and when I came out everyone from both sides was either dead or dying. The forest was on fire and I am sure soon more would come.

We did what we could and left behind the battle. The fire around us was intense but we did what we could to make it through before it blocked us off. The males protected the only remaining egg tender.

It took us a day to get through and we made it back to Blast home. He turns to look at us while he was looking out at the fire. He didn’t seem happy at what happened. But I am sure he knew that the attack force that attacked

“I am sorry Blast it didn’t go well. Just we need a place for our tender to rest. If you allow it still and we will start digging underground and making a place for ourselves.”

Blast lifts his hoof to his barn.

“You can use that. There are also tools in there to help you dig if needed. Just if ponies come looking for you. I will do my best to keep them away from my barn. “

All of us went to the barn and the egg tender did what she did best. She started digging an egg chamber tunnel that she would place the eggs in. I did my best to coordinate what I could. Then after a while without much fanfare I became their queen. I don’t know why they agreed to it. But I have a feeling we will find more of our kind.

For a year we layed low. It was kind of surprising they refused to try to hunt us down. Of course, the ponies always gave up when they learned that everyone they knew died trying to hunt us down before.

While I waited I made the laws I am hoping that will be normal for our kind late lives.

“First law the stronger males will be the warriors. The weaker will sometimes be the breeding stock. I doubt they would care really. Some of the females will be the chambermaids of the Queen. The egg tenders will have more power than the queen. Since without the egg tenders we would be dead.”

I look up to others. I want to make sure the males have no issue with this setup.

“I do agree to this. Since the older ways, Grogar had us live seemed a bit crazy.” I look up at the male who spoke and I nod.

“It seems the ponies have the females lead most of the time. I doubt they will breed as we do. I just feel it’s easier just in case we had to run. We can have the weaker males escape if the need comes.”

I quickly nod. It’s strange to me that they’re all so accepting of this. Again Grogar never really gave us anything go by. Just told us to breed and make more of our kind and the leader was him. I shift on the throne that has been made for me. The throne is made of a strange ore that the ponies call gold that we found in the ground.

We have been making ourselves ready for battle. There are stories above that the pony tribes are fighting each other. There are stories of what is going on above ever since the defeat of Grogar the tribes have started trying to work together. But things are never going to end. We don’t know how long our life span is.

One of our scouts quickly comes down the tunnels. She is panting hard and groaning. Our bodies were never made to rush down so quickly. One of the chambermaids gives her water and she groans.

“It’s getting worse up there. The camels went into hiding since the ponies war is expanding to above. The barn and Blast are fine for now. I have a feeling though his family will be the next target. Since the ponies are becoming so war-like.”

I was scared of this. The plan was to dig deeper into the ground and collapse the older tunnels and then come back in a few years. I lift my hand and point to the sand as they nod and start digging. I lay back in my throne stroking my head. I didn’t like the fact we have to dig deeper and we can’t rely on Blast protecting us. I close my eyes falling asleep.

I woke up many hours later after I woke up with my chair being carried. They dug that quickly looking down at the other naga.

“You sure dug quickly.”

The other naga behind me I knew them and the egg tender. I didn’t know why they dug so quickly though. They stop and rest in the tunnel setting my chair down and I finally get to see that this is a new group of Naga looking behind me seeing the others of mine and the egg tender being heavily guarded.

“Sorry, we didn’t wake you up miss. We had no choice but to get you out of there fast and destroy the old tunnels. We are of the black scale tribe. We have no king or queen but we heard of you the past year. From ponies that we captured they told us about you. Then told us they refused to harm you. Since you have been protecting them.”

I look up at the male who has bone armor. I didn’t know what to think of them but if they’re able to help us and defend the egg tender. Then we are going to be alight I hope.

“Forgive me if I don’t trust you. I know I should but it’s hard to trust other tribes. I am sure you understand. I have been hearing stories about other naga going after other tribes.”

The male quickly nods.

“Yes, that is why we are deeper underground. Just look we do have females with us. Most of them are egg tenders. Also, you’re going to need to mix your species up. If you just stick with your tribe. There would be many issues later on.”

He is correct Grogar did try to force us to breed within our tribes many times. So he started mixing the tribes. I am from a mix of a long-dead tribe known as the green scales mixed with the red scales. Both tribes are now long dead. Looking back up to the male.

“I am willing to allow my females and my males to mix with yours. Just remember I am the queen and you must follow me do you agree?”

The large male with the bone armor shrugs.

“It’s better than fighting for Grogar at least I am sure sooner or later you’re going to want a king.”

A king? A male to help expand my line? I wasn’t sure about this idea. I like the idea but sharing power with a king. Unless the king just turns into one that is willing to lead but be my consort. I will have to talk to the male that wishes to connect with me if they have no issue with that idea.

Many more years have passed. It’s been a while since I wrote in this book of mine to keep the history of my kind alive. I have a king now and he agrees to just be my consort. Life has gone on without writing in this book. I have learned that we can live longer than most creatures.

The tunnels are now kept together by mud and some gold. We haven’t gone back to live under Blast barn for years. I don’t know how many years it’s been. All I know is that the tribes are still fighting each other. What I do now is spending time talking to citizens and others about their problems. Today on this day the birthday of the birth of our race I spend talking to the new egg tenders.

“I don’t fully know how egg tending works. But if you need more room for the eggs coming then ask for it. Just try not to find a water source again and cause another flood. That took a while to handle.”

The egg tenders leave to take care of their issue. I just lean back groaning the boredom of being a queen is getting to me. I don’t even know my age. I was one of the first females that Grogar brought into the world. The blacksmith comes in I look up to him he is very close to me as I am to him. We have grown fast friends when I met him when I got here.

“How can I help you Soot?”

The black burnt scaled male looks up. Something is on his mind. When something is on his mind then something is very wrong.

“I don’t know how many years have passed above. But snow is starting to form all over the land that is owned by the ponies. Thankfully we are spared this issue above here. Since it only seems to happen closer to the kingdoms of the ponies.”

This is not the first time I heard this story. Strange and powerful magic has been forming above in the land of the ponies. I am wondering why he is bringing this up to me though. I shift on the throne. It’s starting to get to me that I am on this golden throne.

“Why bring this to me Soot? The king and his scouts have told me much of what Is going on. Unless you have more you wish to add to the table?”

Soot comes over and sets down strange weapons. Armor that looks like it was created by a griffin and pegasuses the wing blades and the claws. I stare at both of the armor and weapons. These armors have blood all over them. Like whoever used these were in a battle not too long ago.

“I would like to mimic this armor and weapons to make better weapons for us than rocks and badly made iron. I would like to go on a journey to learn how to make better armor and weapons. If I have your okay for this my queen.”

I took a deep breath shifting on the throne again. This throne needs a pad or something soft to sit on. Oh, wait he was speaking to me about wanting to leave. He wants to leave to learn how to make new armor and weapons? Maybe I should allow it.

“Do you have an idea of the ones that will teach you this ability to make these armor and weapons?”

Soot shifts on his long tail. He lift the griffin made armor. There are no nicks or breaks in the armor. While with the Pegasus armor there are many spots they have they can breakthrough in that armor.

“I would like to find the Griffins and learn from them on making their armor and weapons.”

I don’t like this idea of a war going on between the ponies. Then what looks like here a battle between the Griffins and the pegasi. Are you willing to risk your life to find the ability to make something much better than what we have now?”

Before Soot could speak up one of the guards chimes in.

“I feel maybe he should go my Queen.”

I look to the golden scaled naga guard. He is the most outspoken and I enjoy how outspoken he is. I listen to him even if my mate refuses to let him speak when he is here. I lift my claw to show please allow him to speak again.

“With the war, the ponies are having it will give us a chance to do this while it’s going on. Maybe the griffins are willing to work with a race that has been attacked by the ponies just as much as they have. Even if they’re not creations of Grogar not that we know anyway. Since we never met others he is the father of.”

I close my eyes stroking my head. I didn’t want Soot to do this. I have a feeling he will have to do this on his own. If there is more than one Naga out on the surface some could attack them. So He will go on his own.

“I will accept this Soot. But you do understand you will have to go on your own correct? You will only take what you can with you. I don’t want you to look like a threat to others on the outside. Just please come back to us. Teach what you learn and then we will become stronger than we have ever been before.”

After all, this is said and done. We all leave the tunnels to watch him leave. We all said our goodbyes so did the king. The bone armor naga that I had issues with in the past. He fell in love with me. I fell for him for his ability to question me.

“Are you sure about this Diamond?”

I just shrug my shoulders.

“No, but we need to protect ourselves better. I have been told stories from others. The war might come this way. The camels are getting ready just in case the tribe wars make it this way.”

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Many more years passed.

Hello, again history. I have been neglecting to write to you again even though we have avoided the war that ended. We have had our little problems. Sickness has been through our tribes our tribe hasn’t been saved from this sickness. Here I sit on my throne while all those around me grow sick. Our scales fall off and some die and some get better we don’t know if there is a cure.

I sit here not knowing if I am sick. But the egg tenders and others have been blocked off. Beside me, my consort is not very good himself.

“Diamond.”

I look up from the book. I reach for my sick consort holding his weak hand. I could feel the life vanishing from his soul. I didn’t care any longer I got off my throne and sat on his throne holding me to my body.

“Don’t Diamond… you might. Die yourself.” I held him tighter I no longer care. I had my eggs taken to the tenders. Those that come after will learn the truth. I stop holding my consort just for a moment. I open my throne to put the book that I wrote concerning our history. I lock it shut feeling my body starting to die from the sickness. I groan deeply grabbing a rock and chisel that I found years ago.

I put in the gold on the throne. ‘Don’t allow the outside world to destroy what we made here. Ti my people I make one last law. Don’t turn on each other. Follow my bloodline to glory. Forget we are children of Grogar. The history shall show the truth.’

I close my eyes grunting in pain looking back to my dying consort. I got back to his throne wrap my arms around him and my body. All around us the guards that stayed and those locked in here with us slowly pass away from the sickness. My last thoughts I wish they knew my last thoughts. I try to speak loud enough. So they can hear me on the other side of the sand wall. We have little air left and with the sickness taking our lives. I can only hope. Those that come after me. Will be great leaders.

I close my eyes my breathing going slower. Do we have an afterlife? Do we even have a soul for being created by Grogar? I hope we have a soul or an afterlife. For I wish to see those I lost so many years ago.

Many years pass like those that died didn’t even exist. On the outside, though life didn’t go to a standstill. I am one of the guards writing in a book of the history of my own. I have been protecting the Queen and her king since this tribe started. Many years ago thought they both died of a sickness.

Right now we wait for the next Queen to hatch from her eggs. I have heard stories that the pony tribes have stopped fighting each other. They found some land farther away from us thank Grogar.

“Hey, Hard scales.”

I still hate that name. I look up from my book and see Soot finally come back after all these years. I smile at him. Then I frown he doesn’t know what happens to us the past few years. I shift onto my tail. Being a female with that name Hard scales angers me a bit.

“Soot welcome back. To well our queenless home.”

Soot turns to me he was about to go inside. He had a look of surprise on his face and a large backpack of many items and from what I can tell a book.

“What happened?”

I didn’t have the heart to speak of it. I took a deep breath opening up my book so he can read it. He takes the book and reads it from the chapter I had it on.

“A deadly sickness that has been hitting the other tribes in this land and other lands beyond from the stories. Has hit our tribe. Those that are sick have been locked into an airless chamber. The queen’s eggs have been moved to the egg tenders. We haven’t moved the sand in many years scared that the sickness still lingers.”

Soot drops the book and breaks down sobbing. I didn’t know what to do but wrap my arms around the poor blacksmith and hug him. He was good friends with the Queen. I wish I could have helped myself. Tears fall from my face as all we can do is remember.

“We did all we could Soot. We even found a local zebra healer. That did all she could for us. She said there is no way to heal this sickness. She told us some will live no matter what. She added that we shouldn’t allow the peace and alliance we formed with others to stop us from living.”

I don’t know much I am just a guard. That normally has no right to speak up. Just when I do I can. I have no feelings at least at times it feels like. Quickly though one of the egg tenders finally comes up after so long.

“Her eggs are starting to hatch our new Queen will be coming!!”

It wasn’t new to cheer for eggs hatching. Just the fact a new queen is finally coming. We all charge down to the egg chamber and finally, all of our eggs hatch but one was slower. They all seem dead but one. This has been normal as of late our queen’s eggs all die. This one though is hatching and out comes a beautiful little female. I lift the little one despite how the others feel.

The beautiful scales on this one. The emerald body I know a name and Soot agrees with me.

“Emerald.”

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1000 years or more go by.

I look up from reading the history that I was reading to all the creatures and heroes that have been listening to me the entire time. HIstory to me is not needed to fully express my want to become part of this Alliance.

“I went back to that spot my mother died. I found her my father and this book. Back then I had no idea who I was if I was just some queen. It took us so long to go back in there. Since I was told the sickness might still be in there. It wasn’t I learned who caused this sickness though.”

I shift away from the podium. Taking a deep breath looking at the group of everyone listening.

“Years ago we learned that Grogar put a failsafe in our bodies. Thankfully the new generation was born without this failsafe. Of course, all those that had this failsafe slowly started to die. All those I read to you about Soot hard scales. They’re all dead. But they showed us what we must do”

I grab my sword and lift it into the air.

“In the name of all the naga that came before me. We will join this alliance. I will do my best to lead my tribe and the others that join us to fight the monsters that have come to destroy our way of life. “

I took a deep breath looking back on all the history I skipped over. I didn’t want them to know that we joined the Lunar rebellion and joined in the battle with Luna at the request of the camels. Though that may come up sooner or later.

“I will add one last thing. We never took a side in the war between the ponies and the zebras. I feel if we did we would have suffered the same fate that happens to them. I feel right now though it's time to change this since we all now brothers and sisters in arms and our blood will drain into the sand. For WindowMaker desert.”

The entire room cheers as the first of the alliance have spoken their mind. As I sit in here watching and learning about this I have come to understand the truth. This battle is not going to end well.

Even though I have been welcomed. I do have a feeling. When they learn who I am the heroes won’t be happy. Since the others know I am the former judge that Ruby thought she killed. I look down while my pen whispers to me.

“Beezen should we tell them? Should they know that you’re alive?’

I shook my head.

“No, it is not wise yet. The fact a judge of the stars is sitting here watching this. The fact the heroes don’t even know as a test to them. When they learn I am the reason for her fall.” I lift the hilt of the spitfire blade that Ruby used on me. Placing it back into my pocket watching the cheering as I go back to writing what I learn.

Footnote: Max level

HIstory of the naga: The Nagas history is full of glory and pain. The children of Grogar try to learn more about themselves. When they don’t even know about half of their lives. This perk is when the alliance is formed the hero will found. The perks name is.

Perk added: The heroes return: When the heroes learn that they need each other again. The way to the hero will be known. When the Alliance has formed another key in that lock will lead them to the way of her. A song must be sung a song of friendship it must ring to them and all who listen.

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