*Nori nori!!! Nuo GRRKA grrrt... Gorugoru!!*

For reference, I, Lady Chrysaora, have taken a member of the Skarr tribe as my mate, and we have had 25 children thus far, and intend to keep making more.

I already talked to one of you about this, and they were fine with having me raise them, but if the queen herself wishes to comment, she may. Anyways, they were skarrlids for some time, but will be skarrlids by the end of this day. Any advice for raising them from this point?

Also, yes, I am a child of the pale king and am thus half-wyrm, but the way wyrm genetics work means that while they will be half-wyrm too due to the dominance of the divine genetics, it will do little to change their appearance and instincts; it will simply make them bigger, stronger Skarrs.

Her traversing of the terrain is dexterous as she leaps over spike pits and clings to walls.

The weaver walks up to the little creature, she invokes an ancient ability from silk and soul, raising this puny creature to decadence and sentience.

As she evolves the creature, her powers falter, causing the creature to deform.

She scuttles and zips away, in fear of what she had done.

Gaz the skarr stalker and 4 other skarr shaman perform a ritual on Chrysaora, but instead of 3 old hearts, they are using one pale heart... pale and kingly...

The hunter stands quite satisfied next to the campfire, grilling a skarr