Fernacular's Clan

Deep in the searing sun and shifting sands of the Abiding Boneyard, a bleached white eye socket juts gently from the ground, wholly unremarkable in a sea of similar bones were it not large enough for a rotund ridgeback to crawl through with room to spare. The eye socket connects to the remains of a great beast, long dead and buried, and rotted away leaving naught but fossilized bones and a great subterranean cavity where once its body rested. Although, looking closer, it seems that is no longer entirely true…

Welcome to Silverslick’s Sanctuary! A refuge for the misfits and ne’er-do-wells of Sornieth, the abandoned and betrayed, those with no where else to turn. Here you can find rest and community. Stay for a few days and catch your breath, or stay forever! Silverslick and his stalwart mate Dolo have pledged their lives towards giving down-on-their-luck dragons a helping hand, a spot of hospitality in one of the least hospitible places you could ever hope to discover.

Help yourself to food and drink in the Galley! Rest and listen to sweet music in the Warren! Read a good book in the Vestibule or play with the hatchlings and familiars in the Nursery! Heck, maybe even spar a bit in the guard house, exercise is good for you! Definately dont meditate in the Secret Garden that we do not have and doesn’t exist! Who told you about that anyway?? They’re a liar!