We Are the Watchers of Worlds
Nockmaar: Lizards that wear goggles... Nope, I'm as lost as you
Can I just quit? Please? I don't want to do it, my kids can starve, child support sucks anyway...No, (sigh) I'm under contract, I know...
I have been reminded that I volunteered and have willingly spent this time. So here I am again...and I guess you are too.
These lizards wear Googles, that's right...GOGGLES. Not Google. They use these apparati as eyes - my assumption being that they have none of their own with which to use. Frightfully, their death tradition is to rip the goggles from a fallen member and give them as a trophy to their tribal leader. Also, and far more macabre, is the death rite in which the clan consumes their dead... out of respect. Cannabalism flies here apparently, so too does defacement.
Remind me to NOT volunteer for the future expeditions to this place, active camo or not, the thought of these lizards, with their beady, plated googles staring at my bloodied corpse and licking their jaws in anticipation of slathering my body with various spices and juices with which to flavor my soon-to-be-roasted remains; IS NOT APPRECIATED.
These are the main enemy of, well, pretty much all things in this disgusting world. According to some research, we believe that they once subjugated humans as slaves...ahh, so Darwin was right...other species do suffer slavery! Not that they needed whips for this circumstance as they are built with one in tow! Perfect slavers! A tail like a palm tree AND the ability to find runaways with infrared and heat vision. Such a great vacation location.
There must, at some point in the future, be buses going
through their clans...maybe I can be shifted to manager of other worldy tours, yes?
Also sharing a religious tribalism with their sworn enemies, (Gnosi) these lizard-men have a centralized governing body on an island somewhere in the desert, where they hand down edicts that are, only now, starting to be ignored. (Maybe we should hand them the Magna Carta since we have surpassed it) This power is called the Triumvirate, as it is led by three of the greatest (in lizard terms) leaders they have. (I would hazard a guess that this simply means they have slaughtered more opponents than necessary to prove viciousness; and more than likely, have no qualms with Tribicide - to coin a term)
So, let's see...googles, palm-like tails, chicken-esque body build, nasty velociraptor-style claws, and a mostly 'unpleasant' demeanor... am I missing anything?
Of course...they don't breed, at all. So one must wonder how they are as numerous as sex-starved rabbits injected with, not-only amphetamines, but also viagra in quantities that would make Ron Jeremy faint.
Seriously? Yes, and there's more. They are at war with those thrice-damned Archons. And not just little wars, it would seem that their grudging war with the Gnosi holds a very pale candle to their hatred of said Archons. Why? No clue, I'm smarter than you (primarily because you're reading this and wasting your time) and I still can't figure it out. So there.
In summary; Lizard-men (eat your heart out Jonny Quest) with implanted goggles, nasty attitudes, and - to tie it all up - they eat their dead. Out of Respect. Hear that team leader? Do NOT assign me there EVER. I wont even let my kids bite me..