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For this reason, during the full [[moon]] closest to midsummer (the moon being, in traditional Lizardfolk mythology, the egg from which the next world will be hatched), a sacred and unspeakable ritual is held - [[the Warmest Night]]. Ancient instinct calls both warrior and drone to return to the swamps, and the mating instinct overrides all other aspects of society, rendering the Lizardfolk tribes into a slick, slithering mass of reptilian bodies, an entreaty to their chthonic [[The Mother|Goddess]] to grant them a Matron. Still, Matron births are rare, and to produce two or three in a year would be considered great fortune in a Lizardfolk tribe of several hundred. | For this reason, during the full [[moon]] closest to midsummer (the moon being, in traditional Lizardfolk mythology, the egg from which the next world will be hatched), a sacred and unspeakable ritual is held - [[the Warmest Night]]. Ancient instinct calls both warrior and drone to return to the swamps, and the mating instinct overrides all other aspects of society, rendering the Lizardfolk tribes into a slick, slithering mass of reptilian bodies, an entreaty to their chthonic [[The Mother|Goddess]] to grant them a Matron. Still, Matron births are rare, and to produce two or three in a year would be considered great fortune in a Lizardfolk tribe of several hundred. | ||
In a certain tribe, the Matrons have passed down a holy fetish for untold generations. A gleaming, emerald egg the size of a Matron's fist, with delicately engraved figures, inlaid with gleaming [[wikipedia:tumbaga|tumbaga]], of Lizardfolk indulging in every possible permutation of their three-gender sexual act. The piece is not of Lizardman make - it was probably granted to the Lizardfolk by a sorcerer of some ancient civilization, one of many forgotten empires that have briefly claimed, on their mammalian maps, to own the marshes where the Lizardfolk have always lived. The [[Matron's Egg]] is of chiefly ritual importance, but it does possess a minor enchantment. The air near the egg is cast in a green tinge from a strange glow within the emerald, and always seems slightly wetter, | In a certain tribe, the Matrons have passed down a holy fetish for untold generations. A gleaming, emerald egg the size of a Matron's fist, with delicately engraved figures, inlaid with gleaming [[wikipedia:tumbaga|tumbaga]], of Lizardfolk indulging in every possible permutation of their three-gender sexual act. The piece is not of Lizardman make - it was probably granted to the Lizardfolk by a sorcerer of some ancient civilization, one of many forgotten empires that have briefly claimed, on their mammalian maps, to own the marshes where the Lizardfolk have always lived. The [[Matron's Egg]] is of chiefly ritual importance, but it does possess a minor enchantment. The air near the egg is cast in a green tinge from a strange glow within the emerald, and always seems slightly warmer, wetter, and danker than its wider surroundings, as if in some dank burrow, roiling with scaled bodies - a gift to aid in the birth of Matrons.</blockquote> | ||