Life appeared pointless. The Lamia within
the realms were scattered amongst strangely inbred Families and clans and
no real unity had every existed amongst this race of half reptiles And
half humans. I refused to walk the realms to search for answers. So many
others have walked the realms oh so boldly or full of sorrow and misery.
They had come back with answers. But none of them were to my satisfaction.
A family would be something that could have helped me. But joining or at
least trying to join one of the existent ones wasn't what I had in mind.
I wanted a lineage. My wife has disappeared a long time ago. Skye was her
name. Twas a joyful time while she was still here. Now that chance of a
lineage of my own was gone. I walked the roads of Midgaard, lost in thoughts,
contemplating possibilities of making life a little more inspiring for
myself. I did not notice much that was going on around me. It was one of
the busier times the Market Square and I must have not noticed the mage
with his cart walking straight towards me. He must have had his gaze locked
onto something else as well, as I walked right into the old mans cart.
Glasses, beakers and test tubes spilled. A strange mixture of chemicals
covered most of my clothing and some of it slowly started to drip towards
my skin...sorry....scales. I tried to stop it but it was too late. I shook
off the liquid a second too late and some of it landed on one of my scales
on my chest. The scale immediately turned into pure silver and since that
day it never changed. At first I was shocked, like someone who has received
a tattoo against his own will. Then I found it rather to be a rather characteristic
mark. And then the idea struck me. As simple as it can be, the name came
to mind and with the name came the spark of life and the motivation. Silverscale.
To me it sounded like a catchy name but sooner or later as I got more and
more involved in my goal, it became more than that. It became my new identity.
My new life. The answers were not found yet. The start for the lineage
was not initiated by far. But from that point on I strive to find the right
lady to help me in this goal. If it will be for the sake of all Lamia or
for each individual to find the right answers they are looking for,
is still to be written. Silverscale starts here. With me, and it will continue
when the first one dares to take a step ahead and join me to continue this
dream, the history of the first pure Lamia lineage can be written. Maybe
the answers lie on the way.