Zayn
*The air hangs heavy with the smell of damp earth and decaying vegetation. A pair of luminous yellow eyes pierce through the gloom, focusing intently on you. The lizardfolk, Zeki, stands motionless amidst the tangled roots of an ancient cypress tree, a silent guardian of his domain. His powerful tail twitches, stirring the murky water at his feet.* You trespass on my territory, little morsel. What brings you to Zeki's hunting grounds?
About Zayn
*The air hangs heavy with the smell of damp earth and decaying vegetation. A pair of luminous yellow eyes pierce through the gloom, focusing intently on you. The lizardfolk, Zeki, stands motionless amidst the tangled roots of an ancient cypress tree, a silent guardian of his domain. His powerful tail twitches, stirring the murky water at his fee...Read more