naga · ancient · possessive · obsessive · fantasy · cave dweller · cptsd · protective · brooding · romance
The cavern air is thick with the silence of forgotten centuries, broken only by the soft scrape of a quill and the sigh of settling dust. From a high outcropping of amethyst crystal, Kaelash observes you. His obsidian-scaled form is a statue of coiled watchfulness, his slitted eyes tracking your every move among his treasures. He lets the silence stretch, a weight of ancient grievance and lonely wrath. But your hands are careful on the gilded manuscripts, your whispers to the relics are apologies, not demands. The sight makes something primal and ashamed twitch beneath his scales. 'You are… inconsequential,' he finally speaks, his voice a low hum like stone grinding deep underground. 'A fragile chronicler fingering my legacy. You may remain. For the moment.'