Introducing the Manticores of ZANABIA

🟢 In ZANABIA, some beings don’t arrive with noise. They arrive with presence. The Manticores are one such people. They have manicure-smooth heads, vast and elegant wings, and human bodies that move with calm assurance. They are always dressed in deep green thermal suits—not for warmth, but for balance. Green, to them, is not a colour. It is a promise. There are over a hundred Manticores in ZANABIA. Yet they do not count themselves as individuals. They are one family. They live well—very well. Their wealth is unquestionable, their resources abundant, their access unmatched. But what defines the Manticores is not what they own. It is how lightly they hold it. In ZANABIA, generosity is common. Among Manticores, it is instinct. They give without announcement. They host without hierarchy. They help without keeping score. Sophisticated but never distant. Refined but never cold. Wealthy beyond measure, yet startlingly approachable. For now, they remain unnamed. Not because names are secret—but because the Manticores believe names are earned through time, not introduced in haste. ZANABIA agrees. This is not a grand reveal. It is a gentle locking-in. The Manticores are here. They are friendly beyond expectation. They are generous beyond precedent. And they are very, very ZANABIAN. More will unfold—when the family decides it’s time. 🪽💚