Riora's Lair

"So, welcome to my Hatchery..."
...A whisper echos, entering your mind, then quickly fades away. You look towards the imaginary voice, as your gaze meet upon a big, ancient stone pillar amongst the shadowy mist. As you aproach, and step up on the last of the stone stairs, a hallway in dim light reveals itself before your eyes.

You notice a sratch in the wall, surely dragon made:
"Every dragon comes, will be sorted here"