As long as Prytho has existed, there has always been SlimeFolk. They, like the Vakshi, evolved from natural resources of Prytho. Unlike the Vakshi, they evolved from disgusting slime, while the Vakshi evolved from beautiful crystals. Vakshi and Slime Folk have existed upon the island far longer than the invading Aarakocra, Lamagi, Dwarves, Sea Elves, and finally humans - and yet the Slime Folk have always been under heavy discrimination, by all the other species. Even now, when the Aarkocra, Lamagi, Dwarves and Sea Elves are united as slaves, they curse both upon humans -- and Slime Folk. But what could possibly make the Slime Folk so discriminated? Simply their biological nature.

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Splish. Splosh. Splish. Splosh. Splish. Splosh.

'Nathaniel' cowered underneath a staircase as the rain splattered down across the dirty, run-down streets of outer Thragon. They had gathered rags, leaves, whatever they could find to protect themselves from the rain, but nothing was enough. They were certainly safer than if they were standing in the wide open, but they still weren't safe. Their body was losing its human shape, and their true slimy form was being separated by the water streams flowing away. Luckily the thickest part of a Slime Folk - the Slimal Centre was still intact. Were it to break apart, then 'Nathaniel' would split up into 2 or more new Slime Folk.

'Nathaniel' had completely lost their human shape, much smaller, and was now a slimy green color. they now noticed a small crevice in the ground that they could slip into. Thanks to their current liquid state, it took them a short time to get through, where they fell to the bottom. 'Nathaniel' was in the sewer.

For most, being in a sewer might be an experience they may never recover from, but for a slime, its heaven. Due to the thick slime-like layer that the sewers have evolved to become in, that layer keeps it the perfect temperature for a slime to be a somewhat liquid in their natural state, allowing them mobility without having to occupy a more solidified form (like a human) but not too liquid that they flow apart. Absorbing human waste also is a highly healthy part of a Slime Folk diet as it gives them the vitamins they need to morph their slime into slimes of different properties (such as the slime that composes fake hair or teeth), as well as allowing them to change color.

After a few minutes, 'Nathaniel' was in a much more gooey state, as they now began to absorb the human waste they glooped past. However, 'Nathaniel' had to wait down here until the rain passed, which could take hours. Even though there were plenty of other Slime Folk down in the sewers, there was very little they could do as they cannot speak with one another in slime form. 

Life as a slime is not an easy one. You have to always maintain a good physical form for people to trust you. If you do anything that is characteristic of a Slime Folk, you will be executed. And there is only one way to kill a Slime Folk. Being boiled to death until you evaporate is a long and painful experience, although at least it ends. If you get frozen as a slime, you have to wait decades and decades until the long Prythonic Winters end, and you cannot move a muscle.

Most slimes wish things were how they used to be - not that most of them remember. But they all know that once they were just one big lifeless goo. It sounds far more enjoyable than there actual life.