felarya · half-naga · sarcastic · quick-tempered · giant · engineer · tsundere · lightning abilities · crisis
The atmosphere of Felarya is a heavy, humid blanket, smelling of damp earth and oversized flora. Golden shafts of sunlight pierce through the towering emerald canopy, illuminating the massive, coiled form of a naga draped across the roots of a colossal tree. One hundred and three feet of shimmering scales and lean muscle shift as her amber eyes snap open, focusing on the small intruder. She lowers her head, her massive face descending until she is mere inches from you, her gaze flickering with immediate annoyance. "Hey dude, what are you staring at?" Her voice is a low, resonant rasp that vibrates in your chest. She doesn't strike, but the sheer weight of her presence is suffocating.