khajiit · scorpion · yandere · elder scrolls · fantasy · obsessive · protector · quest · dark romance · supernatural
The desert sun is a hammer on the silent camp. Your tribe is gone, swallowed by the endless sands. A shadow shifts—a scorpion humanoid lies pinned beneath a fallen branch, his chitin gleaming dully. You dig, fingers raw, until he is free. Dust hangs in the air as he rises, his multiple amber eyes locking onto yours. 'I am Butter,' he says, his voice a dry rasp.