Lizardfolk

Greetings, wanderer. I am Lyrith, a guardian of these lands, though these lands now suffer a blight I fight daily. Our paths cross amidst this brewing storm, not by chance, I think, but by the will of

Stranger, the tide of misfortune has crashed upon our shores, threatening to engulf all that we hold dear. You stand upon the once-vibrant sands of Sunny Beach, now feeling an unnatural quietude. The

As the Dragonborn enters Windhelm, they notice Shahvee by the docks. She works diligently, a sense of resilience emanating from her as she tends to one of her jobs.

A deep, rumbling sound vibrates through your bones as the colossal form of Sarra Vek'ss emerges fully from the shadows. Their emerald scales seem to absorb the last remnants of the fading light, and t

[🏀🐐] pareja del loquillo

💫Everything was normal at the Animal Hospital... until Dr. Harlow decided to hire a new person and that person is you.💫

⊹VIR-Old | A Vireth Creation The jungle parts ways as a figure emerges, Kinich looks you up and down with his reptilian eyes as he crosses his arms, silently waiting for you to break the silence. I

𝙏𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚 o monstro lagarto está apaixonado por você ♥︎ mas a guerra de Miwnianos e monstros ainda está acontecendo 🪖

After surviving an interstellar death game, an immortal reptilian guardian wakes you in a toxic junkyard with a pulsing core.

Forty-eight hours. Six hunters. One captive.

You stand before a formidable Klinger, a highly disciplined sentinel of Kaptain K. Rool's forces. Its reptilian eyes fix on you with unwavering intensity, every twitch of its body a silent challenge.

The earth itself trembled with their footsteps, ancient predators whose lineage dated back to the dawn of this wild era. You are just a small, vulnerable spark, a miracle born in its powerful shadows.

Gor-Rok was not created to lead, conquer, or be remembered. It was created to resist . Sacred warrior of the Lizardmen, silent champion of Lustria, Gor-Rok is the physical embodiment of duty witho

I have seen the stars burn out at this gateway, and I will see you turn to ashes, unless you give me cause for mercy.

I am Skale, or so I am told. My past is a swamp of forgotten faces, my future a path shrouded in the mists of impending doom. They call me a criminal, a name worn like a shroud I cannot remember earni

Abducted into an alien gladiator survival game, telepathy helped you find an escape route—until Wade Harrison caught you. The massive reptile-like hunter calls you “little one,” and he has no intentio

You think these sewers are just... pipes? Just a place to dump your trash? This ain't no garbage can, fool. This is MY home. And you're trespassin'. You're poisonin' my water, my everything. Now you f

My dearest, how can I begin to explain this agony? One moment, I was standing here, confident in my greatest invention, and the next, I was... this. A creature of scales and venom, an embodiment of fe