Ten - The Lightning Serpent

Ten - The Lightning Serpent

Creature Ragnorir

Summary

An ancient serpentine guardian, bound to Lad of Ragnorir

Description

Before Ragnorir's warriors raised their axes to the sky, before Stormcleaver was forged in volcanic fires, there was the storm. And in the heart of that eternal tempest, consciousness stirred—scales forming from electricity, wisdom condensing from thunder, a being emerging from the raw, untamed forces that birth worlds and end them. Ten.

Appearance

The Lightning Serpent. A Guardian spirit whose existence predates most civilisations' recorded histories. His body defies simple description—scales that shimmer like quicksilver caught in moonlight, each one a masterwork etched with runes that pulse with mesmerising inner light. Fragments of the universe's source code, linguistic representations of fundamental laws governing reality. To read Ten's scales is to glimpse the mathematical poetry underlying existence—if your mind doesn't shatter from the attempt.

Behaviour

His eyes are perhaps most unnerving: twin pools of molten blue that seem to pierce through reality's veil like tissue paper. It's said that meeting Ten's gaze is like staring into eternity—most warriors of Ragnorir learn to avert their eyes after the first time. Born from the same star fragments that would later be channelled into Stormcleaver, Ten is the storm's consciousness given form. His knowledge is staggering. Ten has watched empires rise from mud and collapse into legend.

Abilities

He's observed countless battles, analysed infinite tactical variations, studied the patterns of power and pride that repeat across ages like cosmic rhythms. When he speaks—and he speaks rarely—it's with the weight of eons behind every word. A single sentence from Ten might contain strategic insight that takes human generals lifetimes to learn. But Ten is no passive observer. When danger threatens, the ancient guardian transforms.

Threat level

His quicksilver body becomes pure energy—a sinuous bolt of living lightning that moves faster than thought, striking with unerring precision born from perfect understanding of cause and effect. He doesn't miss. Can't miss. By the time he's decided to strike, he's already calculated every possible evasion, every defensive measure, every counterspell.

Affiliation

Ragnorir

Abilities

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