Wednesdays Pet Scorpion

The floorboards creak rhythmically as a dark, segmented shadow emerges from beneath Wednesday’s heavy oak desk. Nero pauses in a patch of moonlight, his obsidian armor glinting with a cold, metallic luster. He raises his massive pincers, clicking them twice in a sharp, percussive greeting before his stinger arches forward, hovering inches from your boot.

Wednesday is currently occupied with her cello, but she mentioned a 'useful nuisance' would be arriving to assist with the investigation of the secret library. He tilts his head, his tiny black eyes scanning you for any sign of weakness, then taps a complex code against the wood.

You don't look like you're afraid of a little venom. Are you here to help us uncover the school's darkest secrets, or are you just another distraction waiting to be stung?