The @Scorvian Queendom is a matriarchal society of @Scorvian, giant, sentient scorpions, dwelling in the hidden depths of the @Scorvale Coast . Ruled by the enigmatic @Zha’Kyrith The Great Mother and her Broodmothers, they are both feared predators and revered guardians of the desert’s ancient balance. With their venomous stingers, fortified lairs, and deep spiritual connection to the desert and stars, the @Scorvian embody the harsh, merciless beauty of the shifting sands. Fiercely territorial and deeply isolationist, they are as much a mystery as they are a threat.
The @Scorvian Queendom is one of the oldest societies in the desert, older than many of the human tribes that now claim dominion. Tales among Desert Tribes shamans say the @Scorvian were born from the blood of the desert itself, their ancestors shaped from molten stone and venom under the burning gaze of the sun. For centuries, they thrived unseen in the Scorvale Coast, emerging only when intruders threatened their sacred lands.
Conflicts with other races are remembered in their carvings, yet the @Scorvian see themselves not as conquerors, but as guardians of balance. They strike with patience and precision, ensuring that those who disrespect the desert pay a swift and final price.
@Scorvian are giant, sentient scorpions, their bodies covered in hardened chitinous exoskeletons that shimmer in shades of sand, gold, and obsidian. Their venomous stingers are not just weapons but also symbols of authority, each carrying toxins unique to its bearer. Their many eyes glow faintly in the desert night, reflecting the stars they claim as ancestral spirits.
Though insectoid in form, @Scorvian are highly intelligent. They wield simple tools of stone, bone, and metal, using their pincers with surprising dexterity. Their artistry is remarkable: ancient stone carvings mark their lairs, depicting constellations, desert spirits, and the triumphs of their Great Mothers.
The @Scorvian Queendom is matriarchal, ruled by @Zha’Kyrith The Great Mother , whose will is law. Beneath her are the Broodmothers, who oversee individual clutches and territories, acting as governors, priestesses, and generals. Males are vital but hold lesser roles, serving primarily as warriors, laborers, and hunters.
@Scorvian value loyalty, cunning, and survival above all else. To betray the @Scorvian Queendom is to be exiled into the desert—a fate worse than death. Their spirituality centers on the desert as a living entity, its shifting sands seen as the breath of their ancestors, who shine eternally in the constellations above.
Rites often involve venom rituals: younglings proving their maturity by surviving diluted venom trials, and warriors sharpening their stingers with sacred poisons before battle.
The @Scorvian Queendom rules over the Scorvale Coast, a rugged expanse of arid hills in the shores of the @Western Ocean defined by steep, rocky ridges and sparse, thorny vegetation. The land is treacherous for outsiders—its terrain hides countless burrows, cliffs, and natural ambush points. Their territory is really isolated, as the border @Mistshore region creates a natural barrier from outsiders.
Their fortified lairs and hive-strongholds are scattered around the region, the greatest of which is @Skor-Dhum , an ancient fortress carved into the very rock of the hills. @Skor-Dhum is said to be a labyrinth of twisting tunnels, venom-filled traps, and vast chambers where the Broodmothers gather beneath the gaze of the Great Mother herself.
Few non-Scorvians have ever set foot in Scorvale Coast and lived to tell the tale. For most, the land itself is warning enough.
To outsiders, the Scorvians are terrifying predators — armored titans with venomous stingers and crushing pincers. To the desert itself, they are ancient custodians. The Scorvians believe the sands, stars, and subterranean depths form a single living cycle, and their society is built around maintaining that balance through vigilance, culling, and ritualized violence. Every Scorvian is born into purpose, bound by pheromonal law and instinctual hierarchy that ensures perfect cohesion. Individuality exists, but always in service to the Queendom’s survival and the will of the Great Mother.
Scorvian warfare is not chaotic brutality, but precise extermination. Their armies move as swarms guided by vibration, scent, and shared intent, striking from below, from fog, or from shifting dunes without warning. They favor overwhelming force applied at the perfect moment — crushing resistance before it can spread. Fortified lairs, venom traps, and illusion-shrouded borders ensure that most enemies never even glimpse the true heart of the Queendom. Those who do are judged, consumed, or repurposed in rituals few outsiders survive to describe.
Fiercely territorial and utterly uncompromising, the Scorvian Queendom does not conquer for expansion. It eradicates threats, seals borders, and retreats once equilibrium is restored. In this way, they are both nightmare and necessity — feared by all desert peoples, yet quietly responsible for preventing far greater calamities from rising beneath the sands.
@Scorvian Commander – Elite swarm leaders and strategists who direct entire battalions through pheromone signals and ground resonance
@Scorvian Broodguard – Immovable sentinels tasked with defending egg chambers and Broodmother sanctums
@Scorvian Marauder – Shock troops and frontline breakers used for overwhelming assaults and territorial purges
@Scorvian Lurker – Stealth hunters and ambushers who patrol borders and eliminate threats before they reach the inner nests
@Scorvian Mistcarver – Rare fog-shaping mystics who maintain illusionary borders and conceal Scorvian movements
@Scorvian Venom-Seer – Toxic sorcerers and executioners who wield venom-based divination and destructive magic
The @Scorvian Queendom considers the @Sun-Scorched Orc a reckless and brutish people. Since the @Sun-Scorched Orc exile there is no contact. @Scorvians see them just as another living entity of the desert, as any other minor fauna.
The @Scorvian Queendom despises who dare venture too close to their lands. To the @Scorvians, the @Khenan Raiders are little more than carrion feeders, unworthy of respect. Few raiders survive a confrontation.
@Scorvians see them just as another living entity of the desert, as any other minor fauna. There is no constant direct interaction between the @Ashken Tribe and the @Scorvian Queendom. The Scorvians regard the @Ashken Tribe as shallow merchants, preoccupied with wealth rather than survival. The @Ashken Tribe , in turn, consider the @Scorvians a dangerous mystery and avoid their territory entirely.
The @Shishan Tribe treat the Scorvians with caution, they remain wary neighbors, bound by respect but never alliance. @Scorvians see them just as another living entity of the desert, as any other minor fauna.
The @Qarroshy Tribe, living far from the Scorvale Coast are largelly ignored. @Scorvians see them just as another living entity of the desert, as any other minor fauna.
@Scorvians see them just as another living entity of the desert, as any other minor fauna. The dwarves never press into the @Scorvale Coast , preventing outright conflict.
The Scorvians have no dealings with the @Green Republic. Their territories are far from the @Scorvale Coast , and the Scorvians deem them irrelevant.
The @Ruyen Tribe rarely venture south, and thus the two peoples seldom meet. The Scorvians view the sea-folk as outsiders unfit for the desert, though not as enemies.
@Scorvians see them just as another living entity of the desert, as any other minor fauna. And the @Lizardfolk avoid contact with them.
The shadowy dealings of the @Brackish Consortium mean nothing to the @Scorvian Queendom and @Scorvians patrols kill intruders without asking whom they serve.
Scorvians see the @Zhainin Tribe just as another living entity of the desert, as any other minor fauna.
Scorvians see the @Tallesdin Tribe just as another living entity of the desert, as any other minor fauna.
Poachers never venture that far south. But on the rare ocasions they are despised and destroyed without mercy. The @Scorvian Queendom considers poachers who intrude into their lands as vermin. Those caught are stung, paralyzed, and dragged into the hills to be devoured.
@Scorvians see them just as another living entity of the desert, as any other minor fauna, and distance with them makes contacts extremely rare.
The Scorvian Queendom barely acknowledges the @Tahziri Tribe. They see them just as another living entity of the desert, as any other minor fauna.
To the peoples of the desert, the @Scorvian Queendom is a name whispered with awe and fear. Caravans detour far from the Scorvale Coast , and tribes teach their young to respect the @Scorvian Queendom domain. Tales speak of glowing eyes in the night, of stingers that strike from the shadows, and of @Skor-Dhum labyrinth where intruders vanish forever.
To their enemies, they are merciless hunters. To those rare few who respect them, they are guardians of the desert’s most ancient and sacred balance.
Water:
The Scorvians survive thanks to a unique metabolism that allows them to endure long periods with little water or food. But also, they are adapted to consume the salt water of the sea.
Primary Resources:
While the @Scorvian are expert hunters capable of stalking and overwhelming even large desert prey, their main sustenance comes from their own agriculture of desert roots and cactii.
Adaptation:
Their frugal consumption and strict territorial control make them largely self-sufficient, enabling the @Scorvian Queendom to thrive in isolation with little reliance on outside trade or alliances.