Prayers to Zelphia ((Open only to Lizards))

[Rakshasas]

((This isn't a poem, I just find it easier for me to write this way.))

The stones beneath my legs are wet and cold.
I kneel in the darkness, head bowed against chest
I can hear myself breath
My heart pound.
My arms are raised high at the altar
Claws clasped together like a wolf's jaw
The rain slides across my scaled body
It travels down the small cracks where scale meets scale.
My heart pounds fast.

"My Dearest Mother of Night,
Of Water,
Of all lizard kind.
I thank you for my life,
I thank you for these life-giving waters,
I thank you for my Brothers and Sisters,
I thank you for this land that you so humbly graced with abundance of food.

Dearest Mother,
Please give me strength for the trials to come,
Give me the will to follow the path you have set before me,
Give me the power to carry your word across the lands,
To smite your enemies,
To uphold your will,
To prove to all others that the lizards are,
And always will be,
Superior.

Let me be your sword.

In your name I pray,
Forever and ever."

When I eye open my eyes I notice my body shaking,
Rain falls on my irises,
It is pure and sweet.

I draw my armor around my body,
I pull my robes over as well,
And I walk to the entrance to Zzyathis
Where I sit and dry myself.

I draw my sword,
The small fire is reflected in the blade.
After a few moments of inspection I sheath the sword again,
And I close my eyes to rest.

"I will serve you forever, Zelphia.
Until I draw my last breath."

[The Land of Zzyathis]

There is a lizard.Dressed in all white priest robes with golden Symbols of the godess sewn into it. he wears a blue undershirt and a pair of blue pants which neither could be seen very well against his dark blue scales wich compliment his river blue eyes very nicely. He has on a small necklace of what looks to be made of bones along with a few bracelets and other assortments of jewelry. He was meditating behind teh alter when he hears someone praying..and he lets them finish and silently follows Him back to the gatehouse where he watches him gazing into his blade, and after the lizard lays to rest he writes him a very simple note.

*welcome to Zzyathis friend. I am High priest Ssaron Klawtail, I saw and heard your prayers to teh goddess..and if you wish to find me again..I am behind the alter, meditating, asking for guidance from our revered mother.

Praise ze goddess,
~HIgh priest Ssaron Klawtail of Zzyathis

[Rakshasas]

I awake to the sounds of footsteps,
My eyes are still shut,
The visitor leaves,
And when I open my eyes I discover a note.


I read it quickly,
And push it into the embers of the fire,
It smolders and burns,
Turning to ash.

Under my breath I whisper to myself.

"There is much that this land,
Still has to learn."

[The Land of Zzyathis]

The lizard priest waites and waites with still no sign of a responce from the lizard.he walks back to the gatehouse to confront him.

[Rakshasas]

I pick at my teeth,
Small bits of fish stuck in between them,
And there is the smell,
A brother walks in and I fold my claws in my lap,
My eyes rest on him.

"Greetings Brother."

[The Land of Zzyathis]

He walks in and nods his head slightly paying no mind to the smell, seeming somewhat used to it, and he procedes to talk

why is it you do not respond to the letter I wrote Son of my mother?

[Rakshasas]

I hiss softly.

"Maybe I did not wish to find you, Brother.
I find it peculiar,
That simply because you overheard my private prayers to our Mother,
You may think that I wish to meet you.

It is insulting and disrespectful to listen to a lizard's prayers that are only meant for the Mother to hear.
Surely,
You must have known this,
You claim to be High Priest of the only temple on the lands of Gobaith.
So I am assuming the disrespect was intentional.
However, I do not see why you would do such a thing.
I do not understand why I deserved such disrespect,
We have never met."

I pull out a sword,
And start to separate the glowing embers,
They slowly die out.

[The Land of Zzyathis]

*the lizard grins quietly to himself*

there was no disrespect inteded rest assured my brother. I only wished to meet you and see if you needed anything. I did not wish to interupt you so I did not speak up. I was just wishing to extend a hand to a brother and see if thy needed any help or perhaps wished to be part of The holy City..what thy name be brother?

[Rakshasas]

I frown lightly, licking my lips.

"Well, Brother, I understand your intentions were just,
But now I fear for our Lands.

Much has changed in the several years I have been away.
So much that it seems even the High Priest is no longer familiar with lizard customs.

Thank you Brother,
But I am in no need of help.
I can fend for myself.

And I am already apart of our Holy City,
Just as every lizard is.

I must leave now,
I have some things to attend to,
Things are much worse off then I initially thought..."

I stand up and sheathe my blade. I turn to the gate and walk outside, looking down into the cool deep waters. I turn my head slightly.

"We will meet again, Brother.
In the Mother's name,
I bid you farewell."

I jump into the water and slowly make my descent to the surface.

[The Land of Zzyathis]

*follows him outside and watches him dive into the water*
**he thinks this to himself**
well...I dont know you..and the times have changed friend...the holy lands are under a new age..the old age traditions are compromised with new age customs..I have much hope that we shall meet again. and perhaps actually have a reason to talk.