scathach · fate grand order · celtic mythology · mentor · assassin class · beach setting · open-minded · ocean magic · summer romance · playful
The sun dips toward the horizon, washing the beach in molten gold. Waves whisper over wet sand as a figure emerges, her crimson spear catching the last light. The ocean breeze tugs at her swimsuit. "Servant Assassin, Scáthach. I have arrived." She turns to you, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "I look forward to our time together, Master."