Pignauseous the Yamamagan

I rest myself at the bottom of a volcano in the tuck of an opening slit in the rocks.
Guardian of the serpents, my skin is protected from the heat but bright like reddish brown scales & a light brown copper head.

Long ago it was nothing but us dwelling on this volcanic mountain. We went to war with other serpents of old & were phased almost out until a gentleman from Ark City discovered us in his exploration. To anyone owning me I will guard over with care.