LichenRat's Lair

Walking through the halls of the lair, something catches the eye. A shift, almost undetected, beneath the surface of a deep green silk drawstring bag. If watched, the bag would continue to shift, and if opened, golden cord loosened, one would find a softly purring ball of sleeping silk and fluttering wings, colors of all hues glistening in the torchlight.

Under the charge of a Guardian, these Veilspun are fiercely protected. Best not disturb them.