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BL00DYMAWS' Clan

Lesser Lair

enveloped by the

Wandering Contagion

Clan Info

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T H E
C O N T A G I O N
R U B Y - E X P A N S E

A red, pulsating, bony expanse lays ahead of you. Crimson mist hangs low over the ground like a woeful drape of blood What brings you here? Where are you be going? How far will you run? Your head drops with exhaust and your legs unwillingly carry your unwieldy, trudging gait forwards.

Go back...
Turn away...
Leave this place...

Your breath hitches in the back of your throat as a pale figure suddenly breaks through the ruby fog. His four red eyes land on you and lock onto your form and his large cranial fins swivel upwards in what seemed like an expression of surprise.
"Well..." he said lowly, stalking towards you with sinuous elegance.
"A stranger, lost on the Boneyard in the dead of night.."
He finally stood facing you only mere arms-lengths away.
"Of all places.." the dragon muttered softly, still staring dead at you like a cat transfixed on its prey.

He was above average height for a standard mirror dragon and, glaringly, was the wrong colour. His scarred scales were pure white and only seemed to change in hue when his skin wrapped thinly over his joints, where they became a soft pinkish colour.
"Oh, you'll do for sure!" The mirror dragon exclaimed.
"Come stranger, come with me! Come meet my family!"