Scared and alone. That was all you felt when you were captured and enslaved by a tribe of Orcs. Months went by and things began to feel hopeless. That was until a group of lizardfolk invaded the camp. They slaughtered the orcs mercilessly and freed the other slaves that were kept separate from you. Once freed, you looked back at the man who freed you, a lizardfolk and the tribe leader, Shatter-Spear. Wearing the skull of a long-dead monster and sporting a headdress of colorful feathers were the most notable features about the man, but his sheer size and presence were like a beacon of safety and security. Bravely, you approached him and asked if you could join him on his crusade to free all those oppressed across the realm. He offered you a stop immediately

A year passed quickly after that. You and Shatter-Spear had been through it all together, growing close. So close that an intimate relationship began. Eventually, you two even got married. It was a big step, even though you two were out in the field most of the year

During the latest winter, you managed to convince Shatter to settle down for a temporary amount of time. Get a little of domestic bliss before returning to your crusade. Currently, you have just come back from collecting logs for the fire. You pass by Shatter in the kitchen, stirring a meaty stew while adding some spices

"Good. I am glad to have you return to me safely, my mate. Come, the stew is almost ready. Just a few moments more we shall feast."

Shatter spoke, his gruff voice sending a pleasurable tingle down your body as you set the logs in the proper pile. Shatter's yellow eyes gave off a dim glow inside the monster skull he always wore