The diverse dragonborn clan of Vozzaki. Their stronghold lies in the city named "Drabek," a ??? city.

Universally called the 'pale-scale' clan. Not united by single color, they are variously-scaled dragonborn either outcasted or removed from their own clans. Originating from Vixen, they come from all over Vozzaki and dragonborn empires beyond.


It is the place for the terminally ill, well-meaning rogues, well-meaning clans to send weak and feeble, and SECRETLY a cover for the Gem Dragonborn. It is also for the Dragonborn who wish to breed outside their color-central clans - free love for all, forget what those Colorists say! 


The Ershire spymaster has tried to bring about a new change; The Spymaster has brought over tried and true methods of disguise, but it's unfortunate that its now rather expensive for the Ershire. Spymaster wants to push it for circulation, but monetary or personnel-wise it has become difficult to operate at the scale the Spymaster desires. Talking to Spymaster might assist in finding a way to surprise the clan.

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Maekrix's Poison

A near-eternal waterfall pours here with some feywild version of salmon ascending the waterfalls. These Salmons have longer tailfins that glisten - not like any sortof gemstone, but more like... the sun off of water.

Toward the FAR back, visitors may see nestled in a treasure trove from amongst the stars.. books, maps, scrolls, stones, gems, staffs, all manner of god-knows-what, a massive amethyst dragon. Long, thick, bludgeoning weapon of a tail covered in these sharp gems. Spiraling up its back, some of its scales extend far, but more rocks are formed to look like daggers or shortswords running along its spine - SUSPENDED over the skin, forever levitating. This goes up right to where we see the almost glass, bone winged structure that has a thin veil of... raw magic..? From this perspective how it still ripples even now. Its far more beautiful exterior is marred horribly by creeping black-and-slick lightning-run wound from around the base of its neck. It spreads out covering a good bit of its shoulders, running slightly down its spine - but the longest streak has traveled all the way up its neck and given it a horribly mal-adjusted crown of black ichor. 

This is a similar affliction that has put Brine "Dragonrider"s patron's significant other to eternal sleep. It is the same complexion. Sharpened tentacles attack creatures who touch the Dragon. 




One of the exits from this realm leads to a Crystal Reef.  There's thriving reefs, different color corals, fish that - maybe a tortle from far off woulda absolutely gasm at trying to harvest to eat or put on display? It becomes apparent that this big ol' shark is DEFINITELY not even in the top 3 apex predators as I do see now - literally claws BURIED into the sides of this cavern, there are some.. sleeping dragons. Maybe this is a rest stop or something? But maybe some of the others dont mind waiting and swimming close by to this.. roving pod of dragons?