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Rama's enormous size exceeds that of any normal guardian, her unmatched mass bested only by the Tidecaller himself. Residing deep, deep beneath the waves, Rama dwells in the darkest caverns and shifts constantly between hues of dark and light. The color of her hide will blend from pulsating rings of purple to soft and dappled beige that shimmers like wheat beneath a summer sun.

She stays close to the underground lair that Angemi calls home, and for good reason. Without the potions he provides, Rama's form would crumble and disintegrate within days. Although she holds no love for him, she holds little regard for anything else. All she knows is darkness and cold - and it's preferable to the hot, searing pain she remembers from her time as a hatchling.

Someday, she'll be called upon to battle for forces she cares naught for, against enemies she's never known. But for now, she takes what little comfort she can in the relative solitude of the deeps.

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