ClockworkEclipse's Lair

The Elder in her study cuts your conversation short, knowing she can only know so much that's popular of the next generation. She gives you directions to one of the many open halls in the Grand Archives. Plush pillows, crystals emanating warmth to stave off the southern chill, and low tables strewn with quills, ink, and scrolls are all occupied by drakes of all walks of life. Many seem to have a sort of uniform to them, despite their own flairs. They claim to be students of a Divided Spire.