Letter from the last Keeper of the Coconut

I write this, that my people will not go forgotten. We are... Were... The Great Naga Empire. We have ruled these lands for centuries, and are feared far and wide. None would have dared to cross our borders, for fear of what we might do to them.

That's all changed now.. A race of giants on two legs appeared on our east shore. Where they came from, none could say. Only that they were here now, and slaughtering our armies. The sheer viciousness of these giants cannot be explained; They do not care for women, children, all they see is enemies to be slain.


They are here, now. At the temple. Already many have fled, some to the north, and some to the south. West is just more death, no water for miles. We were packing up our lords, my king, and all of our religious artifacts, to flee south with the prince. But they came upon us so fast! Now I fear it is too late. If they came upon us this quickly, I fear for the refugees- I fear that our race may meet its end here. These creatures have been commiting nothing short of genocide.


I only hope that whoever finds this journal, will heed my words, and respect our artifacts. Most important of all of our artifacts is what has come to be known as 'The Crystal Coconut.' Long ago, the great goddess Zornel shed a tear for her people. That tear crystallized, and now grants extraordinary power on any who holds it. In an effort to hide this artifact from the invaders, our greatest magic-users have banded together to conceal the entrance to the caverns beneath the temple, and here we have hiden away the coconut.


Protect the coconut. Use it for good. Save it from evil. Please.

Written in Draconic

Type

Record, Historical

Medium

Papyrus

Location

Temple of the Crystal Coconut