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The Grand Citadel

Collection

Hail Draconis: Spoils of War

Creator

The Grand Reptilian Council

Description

Master of the Warp – Kalgortus – Orientation Earthling! Warp passage success! Your new home awaits. Alpha Draconis welcomes you. Acclimatisation notes: Sudden love of sunlamps and insect protein cravings are entirely normal. If you dislike your tail, do not remove it! You will only grow a new one. Now, feast your lizardous eyes upon our Grand Citadel of Alpha Draconis, the hub of our world. Bustling streets lined with everything a respectable lizard needs. The buzz here is real. This place is a hive of activity! And yes, we are addressing the infestation problem. At its heart rises the Great Palace, our crowning achievement, a ziggurat of vast power and ritual. If you are to be called inside, mark this as a great privilege…unless of course it is for your summary execution. Within its hallowed halls, you will find the Court Occultists toying with reality. Warriors marching to protect and guard. Bureaucrats dishing out global administrative business and practicing in the ancient art of saying ‘no’. General Warlore ruled from this place. Officially, he is on strategic absence. Unofficially, well, let’s call it vanished. Beyond the Palace walls, the Citadel proper awaits. Everything from the stench of the Viper Tenements to the even deeper smell of the pawnshops and gambling arcades of the inner Burroughs. Past that, we have the Outer Zones and their smokestack industrial plants and dune-like scrap heaps. When you come to walk these neon-lit, desert-dry streets, you’ll see the anxious Warrior Guards patrolling, catch glimpses of Assassins lurking and the ever-deadly Bureaucrats watching over everyone. Until your summoning, the Citadel will provide. Want to get out of the cold? Find a sunlamp dungeon to take the edge off. Feeling peckish, the local convenience stores now boast over a million insect species to choose from. Try to enjoy yourself, but remember, it might all collapse into utter chaos at any moment, and the freedom of the entire planet may rest on your shoulders. So, breathe it in, soak it up, forget about the anarchy yet to erupt. Take a moment to yourself, and if you need to go full gecko, blinking with your tongue is common practice.