Ghira of the Egg, the Demi-God

>Name of faction: The Daughters of Ghira
>Leader of faction: Ghira of the Egg
>Color: Pink
>Parent: The Mother.
Your parent was a mummy of the long lost species of lizard folk, whom are nearly 200,000 years gone, infused by a god and dropped on the sandy shores of the southern hemisphere you grew up alone. One thing is for certain though, you are far from human, but neither a savage.

>Race: Lizard-Folk

>Fluff: Long ago I was born to The Mother, a Goddess of a now extinct lizard folk as the hope of the Red Scale's rebirth. I however had wanted no part of that fate and had vowed to find my own way through life apart from those plans. However my body and aspect had dragged me back to that path not long after I set out on a journey. I was forced to return to my home but after a time in which I cared for my young I left them to attempt to explore the world once more. My explorations were cut short by a tremendous battle that shook the very world. I was there when the demons erupted into this world and I helped prevent it from swallowing both continents. Afterwords I went back to my children to make sure they were safe, told them my tale then left again.

For the years and centuries that followed that was my life. I traveled the world, healing for food and shelter and visiting everywhere I could manage to with boat, sometimes with companions, but mostly alone. Learning all I could. Then I would return to my daughters, and later their daughters, and even later their daughter's daughters. Each time I would share what I had learned, each time I came back they made me prouder and prouder as they put my words into use. The [Perfect Sanctuary] became a village. The village became a city, the city a kingdom. Three hundred years have passed and they match any kingdom I can name.

In my travels I earned a name for myself, beyond that of my destiny. I was no longer Ghira of the Egg, but Ghira the Wanderer. I was happy.

It was not to last.

My wanderings have come to an end for now. I am injured. I sought to see the one place that I had not been. The center of where the demons have come from and from what I saw there I now know my path. I return to my children with news and a purpose. and my old allies, the Orcta are sure to agree to an alliance of war.

I must once more be a Mother. I must once more be Ghira of the Egg and lead my children into the darkness.

For if we do not destroy what I saw growing there this world will be consumed. The Kingdom must become an Empire and my daughters will outnumber the stars in the skies. For if they do not shine like stars we will all be consumed.



>Population:
>Food: Normal

>Domain: Fertility

>Population:
[Lizards] : 3013
[Orcta] : 700
>Followers: 300
>Tech:
[Fertile] : 25 population a turn.
>Moral: Normal
>Navy
[Warships]
>Armed Forces:
[Soldiers] : 500
[Armed allies]
[Basic Self Defense]
[Dead God Armor] : Bones from a giant sea turtle shaped into armor.
>Buildings of Note:
[City] : 4000 population
[Farms] : 25 population growth a turn
[Temple] : 300 followers
[University] : +5 to research rolls
>Items of Note:
>Achievements of Note: None
>Leader Skills:
[Demi-Claw Fighting]
[Demi Organic Enhancer]
[Human Tongue]
[Great Healing Arts] You can now channel healing energy to living things, but it doesn't bring them back to life, and it doesn't erase diseases, sickness, cancers, etc.
[Heightened Senses] Unique to you, you can hear a piece of sand falling 100 yards away, can tell the difference of animals scents miles around, and can see a ladybug floating among a flurry of arrows.

>Bonuses:
[Daughters of a Hero]: your lizard women know you as the hero of them, and while you are around they gain a +5 bonus to all Combat rolls thanks to your inspiring presence. You also remain allies with the Orcta who live on your island after they escaped an odd plague, they follow you and can be considered good friends, although they remain fully human. They are pink with black stripes.

Relationships:
[Mutant]
[Orcta Alliance]

>Places:
[Perfect Sanctuary]: An extensive cave system with mossy beds, food and water aplenty.