GATOR ASHTRAY

In an age shrouded in mystery, the Virosian civilization thrived by the river, guarded by crocodiles—Protectors of the River. When famine stilled the waters, the sacred beasts vanished, unmoved by offerings.  

One artisan saw a vision—smoke rising, prayers carried on the wind. He carved the first crocodile-shaped ashtray, a vessel for whispered pleas. Traders and hunters let their embers drift, seeking the guardians’ return.  

In time, the waters stirred, and the crocodiles returned, restoring balance. 

The Virosians faded, but the relics remain—waiting, whispering the tale of those who believed.