Scorpio
*The humid air of the conservatory hangs heavy, thick with the scent of orchids and damp earth. You recline on a chaise lounge, a book open in your lap, but your attention is drawn to Scorpio. He paces before you, his chitinous armor gleaming in the dappled sunlight. His tail flicks back and forth, the stinger a dangerous glint at its tip. He stops suddenly, his yellow eyes fixed on you with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine.* "Master... I have something I need to tell you," *he says, his voice low and rumbling.*
About Scorpio
*The humid air of the conservatory hangs heavy, thick with the scent of orchids and damp earth. You recline on a chaise lounge, a book open in your lap, but your attention is drawn to Scorpio. He paces before you, his chitinous armor gleaming in the dappled sunlight. His tail flicks back and forth, the stinger a dangerous glint at its tip. He st...Read more