Solution to every Lizard Cult problem
Change the move and battle to "move to a clearing with none of your faction pieces and battle there" and reduce the cost to 1. Yes, let people move and battle for free with Hated Outcast. Let Lizards have fun!
The two problems with lizards, they're weak, and the optimal strategy has roughly zero actions. This solves both of them.
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You approach what you know as your own gods temple, but as you near the front door, you can tell immediately that something is amiss. Where are the temple guards, the priestesses that sit vigil, waiting for signs from the stars night and signals on the wind in the day? As you approach the door, you hear a muffled, high pitched squeal from within, and as you burst through the door, you find all that was missing outside.
The guards and priestesses are strewn about the main chamber of the temple, their faces contorted into expressions of pleasure, their hands down their pants. if they're wearing pants anymore, that is. Most have stripped, some have passed out, their hands still clutching at their nether regions.
A series of low, deep moans followed by a growl echoes from the back of the chamber, and as you step forward up the stairs towards the altar the source of the noises begins to come into view. the head priestess is there, stripped and bent over the altar, some large, humanoid shape behind her, gripping her hips and giving a loud growl as this creature slams into the priestess a final time, clearly emptying faerself inside the holy woman.
The creature pulls back and releases the priestess after a moment, letting her fall to the floor, a blissful expression of orgasm on her face and the creatures ejaculate leaking out of her freshly fucked hole.
The creature notices you and steps forward, into the light of a burning brazier so you can see faer features closely for the first time. Scales of iridescent purple line the creatures soft form of wide hips and large mounds in imitation of a feminine form. A massive, flat-ended tail swings back and forth behind faer, countered on the front by a member that seems to change shape and size as you gaze, becoming ideal for penetrating you specifically. A long tongue lolls out of a beaked mouth, an expression that would almost look silly if not for the four harsh, yellow, slitted eyes above it. The creature gives what you can only assume is a grin before speaking in a low, naturally seductive voice.
"There you are! My new champion! Oh, how I've waited for this moment." Fae licks along her lipless mouth as they look you over before looking back at the high priestess, still panting and twitching on the floor. "Don't worry about her, i was simply showing her the tenants of her new worship."
You ask nervously, with no small amount of fear, what they mean by 'new worship'
"Oh right, you've been away for some time, haven't you? Yes, I've replaced your old god, he was such a... what's the word... a prude. No room for fun, all mystic signs and prophecies." Two of faer four eyes roll. " But I believe having fun with you mortals is much more entertaining, for both sides."
You protest that your old god was wise and fair, but your words seem... unconvincing. You slowly realize that she must be right, and you feel compelled to obey faer now as your convictions about your old god are drained away in faer presence. You ask what your new goddesses name is, and begin to strip your clothing before you even realize you're doing it.
The creature, your new goddess, steps toward you, their divine cock hardening, a feral look crossing her face in the flickering fire "You may call me Ashley. now, on your knees, my champion. Let me show you how to pray to me."
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