Crognac Bogland of Nor
Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 1:22 am
With whirling crash snap POP, the paw of a giant black diamond crocodile appears and grasps onto one of the outlying diamond outcroppings of the gardens. Attached to this paw, the torso and enormous head of Crognac, the diamond crocodile settle, jaws resting open, noxious light purple vapors seeping out. The back half of Crognac discontinue being reptilian and form into a giant hollow diamond ball, containing a small, slowly spinning bog planet, roughly 4 miles around.
On the surface, small green and grey reptilian creatures scurry about, carrying shiny objects towards a glorious golden throne. Behind this throne, they scurry toward an entrance to a cavern that leads to the interior of the planet, towards a pocket dimension contained inside the planet. Within this pocket dimension, mounds upon mounds of glorious precious metals and chest after chest of luxurious garments, the horde of Nor, his pride and joy.
Upon the golden throne, there sits Nor, the purplest one. Nor, the purple kobold, sits in his silver mail and glamorous jewelry, holding his prized fireworks emitting purple steel staff of Nor, staring upon his kingdom with his golden eyes and maniacal grin which is fairly common for him.
The surface of the planet is covered in various purple swamps and black grass, with awkward colored fruit trees bearing even more awkward fruit. The kobolds of the bogland planet are careful of all on this planet, for their lord Nor takes a great glee in suddenly shifting the properties of his home, changing the densities and gravitation without warning, switching physical properties for no discernible reason, changing solids to liquids and liquids to solids. The fruit may suddenly become toxic or even explode upon biting into them. Yet, the kobolds hail Nor as their unquestionable lord and master and he lets these minions be called his tribe.
Crognac, the world containing crocodile, only opens his jaws at the bidding of Nor, or can be bribed with the favor of his lord.
On the surface, small green and grey reptilian creatures scurry about, carrying shiny objects towards a glorious golden throne. Behind this throne, they scurry toward an entrance to a cavern that leads to the interior of the planet, towards a pocket dimension contained inside the planet. Within this pocket dimension, mounds upon mounds of glorious precious metals and chest after chest of luxurious garments, the horde of Nor, his pride and joy.
Upon the golden throne, there sits Nor, the purplest one. Nor, the purple kobold, sits in his silver mail and glamorous jewelry, holding his prized fireworks emitting purple steel staff of Nor, staring upon his kingdom with his golden eyes and maniacal grin which is fairly common for him.
The surface of the planet is covered in various purple swamps and black grass, with awkward colored fruit trees bearing even more awkward fruit. The kobolds of the bogland planet are careful of all on this planet, for their lord Nor takes a great glee in suddenly shifting the properties of his home, changing the densities and gravitation without warning, switching physical properties for no discernible reason, changing solids to liquids and liquids to solids. The fruit may suddenly become toxic or even explode upon biting into them. Yet, the kobolds hail Nor as their unquestionable lord and master and he lets these minions be called his tribe.
Crognac, the world containing crocodile, only opens his jaws at the bidding of Nor, or can be bribed with the favor of his lord.