Slick's Clan

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The lair of the Cult of the Pithshaper is a Contagion-wrapped stone structure held over from long-forgotten ages. Approaching it, a thin fog of disease rises around any messenger-dragons daring to respond to the gold-leaf letter their sovereign clan received on foot.

Here, dragons of many brilliant hues lounge amidst the fog and thorns, in various states of worship of this unknown god-- the Pithshaper, as they heralded it. Heretics, blasphemers, or wise men, this cult held close to their own. And should one accept the enclosed request-- allies, in these times of furious opposition between flights-- one may find themselves indoctrinated into a cult on the rise, enumerated among the blasphemers.

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