Kesh's Clan

The Thirassian Temple
We are the pus in the wound. Oh, proper ones turn their noses up, sure, but it's the pus that truly cleans the wound. Because sometimes, the world can only be cleansed by way of disease...

Built from the various flesh-like flora and dead trees that inhabit the Wandering Contagion, the Temple is hard to locate, seeming to be a part of the land on which it sits. The only indications of life within the crevice that serves as the entrance is a couple of lanterns, and the occasional flash of hide...

Once inside, the thick, pulsing walls block out all light and prying eyes, and the clan resides. Under the leadership of their matron, Kesh, they will survive, or better yet, thrive, as is the will of their mother, the Plaguebringer.

Despite being a Plague-aligned clan, members of all flights are welcome; the greater the diversity of life experience, the greater the pool of knowledge...and the greater the chances of survival.

Call me Sin/Kesh. 27 yrs old Agender (any pronouns) +3hrs FR time I work data entry for a criminal background investigation company. My interests include Skyrim, cats..and of course dragons! I also thoroughly enjoy chocolate and coffee!