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Let them eat cake

Mighty Lair

of the

Abiding Boneyard

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- THE OASIS -

There was a certain teachery in the mere existance of the atmosphere. How could something so beautiful, thrive in a place so retetched? a direct contrast to anything that could be spotted for miles, and yet their monarchy still pleged undyingly loyal for their mother. A mother of plague, of disease, of famine. One could not imagine her disgust at the existance of this pocket of greenery, of sanctury, in her lair. Such beauty and comfort is maddening, though if they are to be praised for one aspect, it would be the brutality of all residents. Like animals, fighting amongst themselves and staining the grass that has finally emerged from the boneyards and lifeless isles. An epitome of lethality for all to admire, for their uniqueness far surpesses the standard faction. Their cruelty creative and nightmare-ish, and their superiority seemingly obvious.
Plants are, truthfully, welcome to grow. Palm trees may sprout and glistening crystalline waters can take the place of disease-riddled caldrons of foul liquids. In the end, the existence of the mother and her children can only tether so loosely. The land may grow as fertile as possible, let the heart of the lands bloom into something that could put the gladekeepers best creation to impossible shame. A plague dragon will always lack mercy. They will always act as though demented animals, and their eyes will never lose the color of ones blood.

The lands may be gorgeous, far more gorgeous then most dragons will ever witness in a lifetime, proving a sirenic sight, however remember that a plague dragon will remain a plague dragon until their grave, and they will never stray too far from the love of their plague mother.