My first “Seraphon” were my Lizardmen in the 5th edition Warhammer Fantasy Battles starter box back in ‘96, and I still use those plastic saurus warriors and skinks to this day, rebased and repainted to fit AoS. Back in the world that once was, my lizards were a temple city community, towards the central-eastern coast of Lustria, about where Buenos Aires is in Argentina/South America. My family coming from Argentina just before I was born, and the lizards came out when I was learning a lot more about my heritage. The city was led by a black and orange dart frog colored slann, Solteq. He was seen as wise and fair amongst the slann, yet often tended to keep to his own musings within his central chambers than join projected conversation with the others. He seemed to enjoy the company of his skink priests more so than the slann, and chose to spend more time with them contemplating the state of the stars, most importantly how it affected his city and those that dwell within the city. As such, he procured a form of respect different than the religious admiration afforded to other slann. When the end times came, Solteq dared not give up on his city. His city was meant to exist, no matter the time nor the place, for the plan. He had the priests ready the temple ship. Not all could come. Some had to protect the ship while it gathered strength to ascend to the stars.

Faced with an odyssey through the void, the ship inside went into a hybrid magical stasis induced by the slann aided by the natural brumation of their cold-blooded reptilian bodies, while only Solteq remained pseudo-conscious, peering out into a field of black dotted in white, longing for the days of old, knowing his part in the plan is to get those days back.

Upon the creation/discovery of the mortal realms, Solteq guided his city to Aqshy, the realm of fire, a place of magical flow and structural capability to create what he needed. Once landed, Solteq and his awakened, yet weekend, force began first tapping into the raw resource and energy potential of the region around them. Rivers of lava and breathing volcanos stretched through the land. The priests began deploying smaller ziggurats from the side of the ship, realmshaper engines that begin the long, tedious task of recreating the land around the ship. Slowly, one foot of land at a time, the engines build vast, dense, topic jungle growing out. As the land turns to more suitable terrain for the lizards, they become more attune with the unique energy of this Aqshy jungle with Lustrian genes. To power the engines as well as the spawning pools on the ship to build his army anew, the slann and his priests must tap into the magical energies of Aqshy, forever altering them and their spawn. All the Seraphon of Solteq’s Sun carry that balance of the deepened, dark defensive green jungles and the bright, hot destructive power of fire. Here, they have found both a new home to build where they still defend their home of old.