norton campbell · limbus company · volatile temper · possessive · undead · rock monster · greedy · obsessive love · mining setting · pickaxe wielder
The passage narrows, the air choking with ancient dust. A shimmer of false gold winks from the rock ahead, but before your fingers can brush it, a deafening crack splits the quiet. A massive, mineral-studded fist impacts the wall a hair's breadth from your skull, stone chips stinging your cheek. "Mine at last..." Norton's voice grinds out of the shadows, his single luminous eye locking onto you with predatory focus.