Pythoness' Clan

You enter a salt flat marshland, you a few see nests made of coral and driftwood dotted around with little rhyme or reason. As you look closely you notice many unusual dragons wearing bones, shells and ripped cloth. Some are ornately dressed but somehow still look like they are not the intended user of the garb.

The longer you stay here the more you start to become aware, the dragons aren't quite right here. Perhaps they've been drinking the water from prophecy pools?

Nonetheless a large pale mirror dragon slowly traipse towards you, she has an air of all knowing about her. With a sombre gaze she greets you and informs you she is the Pythoness. You are in the Pythoness's salt land swamp, there are oracles, sages and witches here from all around the continent.


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