Fernathy's Clan
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The air reeks of death. This is really no surprise, given the story the current surroundings tell; with tendrils of a sickly excuse for foliage so abundant, they appear to be ready to curl around the leg of any unsuspecting wyrm and claim them as apart of the terrain. This, and fungi afoot, and not to mention carcasses as far as the eye can see. One could barely take a step without dipping a claw into something that is rotting. The territory in question is quite obvious, but as to why one is this far into it, is a mystery. Perhaps they like going about sniffing wastes? Or maybe, they're a part of the flight itself. It matters not, as they are a little too close to the domain of a certain clan.
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