Laogzed

"In time before song or stone-words, our forgotten maker shone above even Corellon and Ehlonna for beauty. Our maker took the base things of Mystara - mud and clay and smoke - and from them crafted Tar'than, our First. Tar'than's scales reflected the light of the Sky Flame in iridescent glory, and her voice was as the music of Celestia, and our maker was proud of what had been made. But our maker was naive, and believed Tar'than's beauty meant that she was what our maker had planned that she become, and when our maker's hands were lowered so the work could be appreciated, Tar'than's claws struck. Our First's fist wrapped around our maker's throat, her claws drawing our maker's blood, which stained her scales and made them dark, the stench of which filled the air around Tar'than and nearly strangled them both. But when it was done, our maker was dead, and Tar'than had devoured our maker's essence. And the voice of Laogzed sounded in Tar'than's ear, and told her to go forth and devour all Mystara, and bring about the end of all things." -The First Stone of Laogzed, kept by the Troglodyte priest-kings.