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During your trek through the abiding boneyards, you come across a small cottage.It is quite quaint by plague standards, bones hang from the eaves like warning chimes. A dusty looking mirror sits out front, pawing at the chimes and watching them crash against each other. They look tired, covered in dirt from every corner of Sornieth. When you step up the the porch they greet you with a toothy grin as grimy as their trench coat.
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[color=#89011d]"Fraxibus Nameless at your service, dear. I am sure you have heard of me, dragons from every corner of the globe have. I have the power to write your dreams and nightmares into reality, for a price, of course- Stop touching my things, it has nothing to do with the actual writing implements.”
"The real meats of my labor can be found right in the heart of my clan, [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=userpage&id=298096]Yersinia Labs[/url]. There isn’t a dragon roaming that patch of land that hasn’t had my quill change them in some way. If you really must know the gorey details, go talk to that Naomi fellow. He really thinks he knows everything, but I'm the one holding the cards. "
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During your trek through the abiding boneyards, you come across a small cottage.It is quite quaint by plague standards, bones hang from the eaves like warning chimes. A dusty looking mirror sits out front, pawing at the chimes and watching them crash against each other. They look tired, covered in dirt from every corner of Sornieth. When you step up the the porch they greet you with a toothy grin as grimy as their trench coat.
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"Fraxibus Nameless at your service, dear. I am sure you have heard of me, dragons from every corner of the globe have. I have the power to write your dreams and nightmares into reality, for a price, of course- Stop touching my things, it has nothing to do with the actual writing implements.”
"The real meats of my labor can be found right in the heart of my clan, Yersinia Labs. There isn’t a dragon roaming that patch of land that hasn’t had my quill change them in some way. If you really must know the gorey details, go talk to that Naomi fellow. He really thinks he knows everything, but I'm the one holding the cards. "
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