Xoeta

Xoeta here is one of many smaller lamia that have recently come into the borders of the Park, though she's kind of an odd case. She's of a breed that can live for incredibly long periods of time, but take quite a while to grow to their full extent. As such, even at the age of thirty, she's still relatively small and sports a few sprightly, youthful features. Amongst these are a soft, child-like face and a slender build, both of which seem to help her when dealing with some of this place's denizens, whom are less likely to harm her due to her almost child-like or adolescent appearance (though, at times, it can prove as just as much of a detriment). She doesn't really talk, be it from some lack of an actual ability to communicate in a common tongue, from a simple willingness not to, or because she's not particularly able to yet. Despite that fact, she does exhibit some intelligent behavior, including the ability to use tools or devices and a certain cunning in hunting prey.

Speaking of that, she measures at about two feet long, and is about as thick as your typical arm, as referenced to the left. As such, most of her prey consists of small rodents, birds, or, well, micros. She isn't hesitant to eat other lamia or naga her size, either, and is capable of ingesting victims just slightly larger than her.

As for her history, well, she really wouldn't have much to say. Her species is quite similar to the lamia of Felarya, but they age quite a bit slower. During their adult stage, they tend to lay massive clusters of tiny eggs, which ultimately hatch into hundreds or thousands of tiny lamia. At that point, well, it's kind of a metaphorical blood bath as the siblings devour one another until, ultimately, only a few are left, and they tend to wise up and separate before anything more can occur. After that point, they're left to fend for themselves and tend to use the skills they gained while besting their siblings to hunt and grow.

At some point during her adolescent stage, Xoeta was captured and brought to a pet shop near the Park, marketed as a miniature lamia, though she eventually escaped (after eating quite a few of the shop's smaller captives) and is now running (or slithering, as it may be) loose in the park, just trying to survive.

((Under reconstruction. Alt of Okusennman.))