Eragia's Lair

Through the prickly thicket of dying bramble and writhing roots, remnants of a tree stand. It is far from the epicenter, but it towers nonetheless - peculiarly, grossly, alive. Perhaps it is alive - perhaps it is dead - or, it is somewhere in between, like everything else here in the Quarantine zone.

High ranking, permanent members of the clan live here. It would be wise to skirt around them and their familiars.